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She bid me inquire! how could you think of such a thing, Mr. Brightly, when she expressly forbade me to inquire anything about it?

And you are a woman of discretion, Mrs. Flounce, of very deep discretion. Still keep your lady's counsel as you do now, and you will deserve the best silk gown in her wardrobe.

And her best garnet brooch into the bargain.

Oh, what are silk gowns and brooches to me! Master Lawry! Master Lawry! That child is the plague of our lives. Is he in that there garden? where shall I find him?

You had better go to the fortune-teller, if there be such a person in the place; he may know about him as well as other stray goods.

No, no! I hates fortune-tellers; they have told me so many lies already.Good morning, gentlemen, I ax your pardon.—I have been very rude; shockingly rude indeed.