That is one good thing about Aunt Janet amongst many: she has no curiosity, or else she has some other quality which keeps her from prying as other women would.

It would seem that she has not so much as opened the cover of one of my journals ever in her life, and that she would not without my permission.

So this can in time go to her also.
I dined last night with Mr.Trent, by his special desire.

The dinner was in his own rooms.

Dinner sent in from the hotel.