'I shall probably be Lady Lowborough some day, and then you know, dear, I shall be in a capacity to inquire, "Don't you envy me ?"' 'Henceforth I shall envy no one,' returned I.
'Indeed! Are you so happy then ?' said she, thoughtfully; and something very like a cloud of disappointment shadowed her face.

'And does he love you--I mean, does he idolise you as much as you do him ?' she added, fixing her eyes upon me with ill-disguised anxiety for the reply.
'I don't want to be idolised,' I answered; 'but I am well assured that he loves me more than anybody else in the world--as I do him.' 'Exactly,' said she, with a nod.

'I wish--' she paused.
'What do you wish ?' asked I, annoyed at the vindictive expression of her countenance.
'I wish,' returned, she, with a short laugh, 'that all the attractive points and desirable qualifications of the two gentlemen were united in one--that Lord Lowborough had Huntingdon's handsome face and good temper, and all his wit, and mirth and charm, or else that Huntingdon had Lowborough's pedigree, and title, and delightful old family seat, and I had him; and you might have the other and welcome.' 'Thank you, dear Annabella: I am better satisfied with things as they are, for my own part; and for you, I wish you were as well content with your intended as I am with mine,' said I; and it was true enough; for, though vexed at first at her unamiable spirit, her frankness touched me, and the contrast between our situations was such, that I could well afford to pity her and wish her well.
Mr.Huntingdon's acquaintances appear to be no better pleased with our approaching union than mine.

This morning's post brought him letters from several of his friends, during the perusal of which, at the breakfast-table, he excited the attention of the company by the singular variety of his grimaces.

But he crushed them all into his pocket, with a private laugh, and said nothing till the meal was concluded.