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"Oh! Lord! yes, that I do indeed It must be terrible for you to hear it talked of; and as for your sister, I am sure I would not mention a word about it to her for the world You saw I did not all dinner tihters, for they are all very thoughtful and considerate; especially if I give them a hint, as I certainly will For s, the better, the sooner 'tis blown over and forgot And what does talking ever do you know?"

"In this affair it can only do harm; more so perhaps than in many cases of a similar kind, for it has been attended by circumstances which, for the sake of every one concerned in it, make it unfit to become the public conversation I hby--he has broken no positive engagement with my sister"

"Law, e her all over Allenha on the very rooms they were to live in hereafter!"

Elinor, for her sister's sake, could not press the subject farther, and she hoped it was not required of her for Willoughby's; since, though Marianne ain very little by the enforcement of the real truth After a short silence on both sides, Mrs Jennings, with all her natural hilarity, burst forth again

"Well,about an ill-wind, for it will be all the better for Colonel Brandon He will have her at last; aye, that he will Mind me, now, if they an't married by Mid-summer Lord!

how he'll chuckle over this news! I hope he will coht It will be all to one a better match for your sister Two thousand a year without debt or drawback--except the little love-child, indeed; aye, I had forgot her; but she may be 'prenticed out at a snify? Delaford is a nice place, I can tell you; exactly what I call a nice old fashioned place, full of coarden walls that are covered with the best fruit-trees in the country; and such a mulberry tree in one corner! Lord! how Charlotte and I did stuff the only tihtful stew-ponds, and a very pretty canal; and every thing, in short, that one could wish for; and, moreover, it is close to the church, and only a quarter of a mile froo and sit up in an old yew arbour behind the house, youOh! 'tis a nice place! A butcher hard by in the village, and the parsonage-house within a stone's throw To my fancy, a thousand times prettier than Barton Park, where they are forced to send three hbour nearer than your mother Well, I shall spirit up the Colonel as soon as I can