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Mrs Palht, that her ive up the whole of her ti her once or twice a day, returned from that period to her own home, and her own habits, in which she found the Miss Dashwoods very ready to resu after their being thus resettled in Berkeley Street, Mrs Jennings, on returning fro-roo by herself, with an air of such hurrying iiving her tian directly to justify it, by saying, "Lord! my dear Miss Dashwood! have you heard the news?"

"No, e! But you shall hear it all-- When I got to Mr Palmer's, I found Charlotte quite in a fuss about the child She was sure it was very ill--it cried, and fretted, and was all over pimples

So I looked at it directly, and, 'Lord! um--' and nurse said just the same

But Charlotte, she would not be satisfied, so Mr Donavan was sent for; and luckily he happened to just come in from Harley Street, so he stepped over directly, and as soon as ever he saw the child, be said just as we did, that it was nothing in the world but the red gu away again, it came into my head, I am sure I do not kno I happened to think of it, but it came into my head to ask him if there was any news So upon that, he srave, and see or other, and at last he said in a whisper, 'For fear any unpleasant report should reach the young ladies under your care as to their sister's indisposition, I think it advisable to say, that I believe there is no great reason for alarm; I hope Mrs Dashill do very well'"

"What! is Fanny ill?"

"That is exactly what I said, my dear 'Lord!' says I, 'is Mrs Dashwood ill?' So then it all ca and the short of the matter, by all I can learn, see man I used to joke with you about (but however, as it turns out, I a in it), Mr Edward Ferrars, it seeed above this twelvemonth to my cousin Lucy!--There's for you,a syllable of thepossible?-- There is no great wonder in their liking one another; but that ht so forward between thee!--I never happened to see theether, or I am sure I should have found it out directly Well, and so this was kept a great secret, for fear of Mrs Ferrars, and neither she nor your brother or sister suspected a word of the , poor Nancy, who, you know, is a well- creature, but no conjurer, popt it all out 'Lord!' thinks she to herself, 'they are all so fond of Lucy, to be sure they will make no difficulty about it;' and so, away she went to your sister, as sitting all alone at her carpet-work, little suspecting as to co to your brother, only five ht to hter or other, I forget who So you may think what a bloas to all her vanity and pride