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Rh fellow. Look, miss, at this box—it is made of the lather of Vesuvius, which he brought from Mont Blanc: he has been up to the very top of it, miss. I keep it for bones-bones." So saying, she offered Emily some of the peppermint-drops it contained: these were civilly declined, and the box good-naturedly admired, which encouraged—though, Heaven knows, there was not much need—the old lady to proceed. "We always travel in the summer for improvement—both Mr. H. and I think a deal of larning: the boys have both been to grammar schools, and their two brothers are at the London Universary—only think, miss, of our city having a universary—Lord, Lord, but we do live in clever times." Mrs. H. paused for a moment, as if overwhelmed with the glories of the London University; and conversation was renewed by Emily's inquiring "what part of the Continent they intended visiting?" "Oh, we are going to Italy—I want to see what's at the end of it; besides, the girls mean to buy such a quantity of pearls at Rome. We intend giving a fancy ball this winter—we have got a good house of our own in Fitzroy Square—