"Sir Walter Rutherford has talked to me so much about it that I am beginning to dream of it.

I long to have done with London and be off! This English sun seems to me so chilly," and she drew her winter cloak about her with a little shiver, although the day was really an English summer day, and Mrs.Stuart was in cotton.

"I come from such warmth, and I loved it.

I have been making acquaintance with all sorts of horrors since I came to London--face-ache and rheumatism and colds!--I scarcely knew there were such things in the world.

And I never knew what it was to be tired before.