KICKLEBURY.--You see she owns it.

MISS P.--We were in the depths of poverty. Our furniture and
lodging-house under execution--from which Captain Touchit, when he came
to know of our difficulties, nobly afterwards released us. My father was
in prison, and wanted shillings for medicine, and I--I went and danced
on the stage.

MILLIKEN.--Well?

MISS P.--And I kept the secret afterwards; knowing that I could never
hope as governess to obtain a place after having been a stage-dancer.

MILLIKEN.--Of course you couldn't,--it's out of the question; and may I
ask, are you going to resume that delightful profession when you enter
the married state with Mr. Howell?

MISS P.--Poor John! it is not I who am going to--that is, it's Mary, the
school-room maid.

MILLIKEN.--Eternal blazes! Have you turned Mormon, John Howell, and are
you going to marry the whole house?

JOHN.--I made a hass of myself about Miss Prior. I couldn't help her
being l--l--lovely.

KICK.--Gad, he proposed to her in my presence.

JOHN.--What I proposed to her, Cornet Clarence Kicklebury, was my heart