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 and striking his hand upon his coat-skirt as he took his first step—march'd close behind him down the avenue.

Now what can their two noddles be about? cried my father to my mother—by all that's strange, they are besieging Mrs. Wadman in form, and are marching round her house to mark out the lines of circumvallation.

I dare say, quoth my mother But stop, dear Sirfor what my mother dared to say upon the occasionand what my father did say upon itwith her replies and his rejoinders, shall be read, perused, paraphrased, commented and discanted uponor to say it all in a word, shall be thumb'd over