She went, however, and they sauntered about together many a half hour in Mr. Grant's shrubbery, the weather being unusually mild for the time of year, and venturing sometimes even to sit down on one of the benches now comparatively unsheltered, remaining there perhaps till, in the midst of some tender ejaculation of Fanny's on the sweets of so protracted an autumn, they were forced by the sudden swell of a cold gust shaking down the last few yellow leaves about them, to jump up and walk for warmth.

We met Dr. Hall in such deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead.

I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness.

A single woman, of good fortune, is always respectable, and may be as sensible and pleasant as any body else.

I am not at all in a humour for writing; I must write on till I am.

One can never have too large a party.

It was absolutely necessary to interrupt him now.