"Tell me who, this minute, or you shall not have it."

"Mrs. Crabstock, my lady, bids me say, the duchess--"

"The duchess--the deuce!--if she's come to the duchess, I must go. I hope
your man, Mrs. Percy, won't tell Mrs. Crabstock he saw this gentleman
kneeling."

"Mrs. Crabstock's getting out, my lady," said the footman, returning.

"Mr. Temple, for mercy's sake, get up."

"Never, till your ladyship gives the drawing."

"There! there! let me go--audacious!"

"Good morning to you, Mrs. Percy--Good bye, Caroline--Be at Lady Jane's
to-night, for I'm to be there."

Her ladyship ran off, and met Mrs. Crabstock on the stairs, with whom we
leave her to make her peace as she pleases.

"My dear Temple, I believe you are out of your senses," said Alfred: "I
never saw any man so importunate about a drawing that is not worth a
straw--trembling with eagerness, and kneeling!--Caroline, what do you think
Rosamond would have thought of all this?"

"If she knew the whole, she would have thought I acted admirably," said Mr.
Temple. "But come, I have business."