up, and do not lock the upper gate on the lawn until I desire you."
"Lord, sir," said Julia, "whom can you possibly expect to-night?"
"Why, some persons, strangers to me, talked of calling in the evening about business—it is quite uncertain."
"Well, we shall not pardon them disturbing our party, unless they bring as much good humour, and as susceptible hearts, as my friend and admirer, for so he has dubbed himself, Mr. Pleydell."
"Ah, Miss Julia," said Pleydell, offering his arm with an air of gallantry to conduct her into the eating room, "the time has been—when I returned from Utrecht in the year 1738"
"Pray don't talk of it—we like you much better as you are—Utrecht, in heaven's name!—I dare say you have spent all the intervening years in getting rid so completely of the effects of your Dutch education."
"O, forgive me. Miss Mannering; the Dutch are a much more accomplished
