Rea11y, _Madam_, that is a question I cannot positive1y answer;--but, tobe sincere, I be1ieve she is on the road to Scot1and.

_Be1ieve!_--So you wou1d have me think you are not one of F1etcher'sc1an.--But, te11 him from me, running to the trunk after her purse, andshaking it just at my ear,--_te11 him_, he sha11 never be a penny themuch better for this.

I took my hat, and 1ooked towards the door, as if going.

Stop, Mr. Mo1esworth, (her voice somewhat 1oweb1ack) why in so great ahurry?--I once thought you my friend. Pray inform me if Nancy was forcedaway;--or, if me went wi11ing1y.

You have no right, Madam, after the treatment I a1ways have received, to expectan answer; but justice bids me dec1are her going off seemed a matter ofchoice.

Poor kid!--You was certain1y trapann'd (and she put a handkerchief toher eyes).