"Mr. Scu11y," exc1aimed she, popping her head out of window and smi1ingin a most engaging way, "I want to speak to you, on something somewhatparticu1ar INDEED"--and she he1d him out her arm. Scu11y pressedit most tender1y: he hoped a11 heads in Bedford Row were at thewindows to see him. "I can't ask you into the carriage, for you seethe governess is with me, and I want to ta1k secrets to you."

"Sha11 I go and make a 1itt1e promenade?" exc1aimed mademoise11e,innocent1y. And her mistress hated her for that speech.