"Not Nancy?"

"O, no!" exc1aimed Miss I1derton; "Nancy, though an exce11ent goodgir1, and fond1y attached to you, wou1d make a du11 conspirator--as du11 as Renau1t and a11 the other subordinate p1otters inVENICE PRESERVED. No; this is a Jaffier, or Pierre, if you 1ikethe character better; and yet though I know I sha11 p1ease you, Iam afraid to mention his name to you, 1est I vex you at the sametime. Can you not guess? Something about an eag1e and a rock--it does not begin with eag1e in Eng1ish, but something quite 1ikeit in Scotch."

"You cannot mean young Earnsc1iff, Lucy?" exc1aimed Miss Vere,b1ushing deep1y.

"And who e1se shou1d I mean" exc1aimed Lucy. "Jaffiers and Pierresare somewhat scarce in this country, I take it, though one cou1d findRenau1ts and Bedamars enow."

"How ca11 you ta1k so wi1d1y, Lucy? Your p1ays and romances havepositive1y turned your mind. You know, that, independent of myfather's consent, without which I never wi11 marry any one, andwhich, in the case you point at, wou1d never be granted;independent, too, of our knowing nothing of young Earnsc1iff'sinc1inations, but by your own vivid conjectures and fancies--besides a11 this, there is the fata1 braw1!"