own. Jane Wilson thinks your visits to the old hall but another proof of her depravity—"
"Confound Jane Wilson!"
"And Eliza Millward is quite grieved about you."
"I hope she is."
"But I would'nt if I were you."
"Would'nt what?—How do they know that I go there?"
"There's nothing hid from them: they spy out everything."
"O, I never thought of this!—And so they dare to turn my friendship into food for further scandal against her!—That proves the falsehood of their other lies, at all events, if any proof were wanting.—Mind you contradict them Rose, whenever you can."
"But they don't speak openly to me about such things: it is only by hints and innuendoes, and by what I hear others say, that I know what they think."
"Well then, I won't go to day, as it's getting latish. But oh, deuce take their cursed enven-
