it please you to dine with me to-day?" he asked, as we re-entered the gates.
"No, thank you, sir."
"And what for, 'no, thank you'? if one may inquire."
"I never have dined with you, sir; and I see no reason why I should now: till—"
"Till what? You delight in half phrases."
"Till I can't help it."
"Do you suppose I eat like an ogre, or a ghoul, that you dread being the companion of my repast?"
"I have formed no suppositions on the subject, sir: but I want to go on as usual for another month."
"You will give up your governessing slavery at once."
"Indeed! begging your pardon, sir, I shall not. I shall just go on with it as usual. I shall keep out of your way all day, as I have been accustomed to do: you may send for me in the evening, when you feel disposed to see me, and I'll come then; but at no other time."
"I want a smoke, Jane, or a pinch of snuff, to comfort me under all this 'pour me donner une contenance,' as Adèle would say; and unfortunately I have neither my cigar-case, nor
