"I should not like to miss it.

Vi will be as lovely a bride as Elsie was.

I have never been able to decide which of the two is the more beautiful; but I wonder that she is allowed to marry so young--just nineteen! I should have had her wait a year or two at least." There was a step in the hall without, a rap on the door.
"Come in," Edward said, and Ben appeared.
"Marse Ed'ard, dey tells me dars a 'Merican gentleman bery sick in de room cross de hall hyar; gwine ter die, I reckon." "Indeed!" Edward said with concern.

"I should be glad to be of assistance to him.

Is he quite alone, Ben?
I mean has he no friends with him ?" "I b'lieves dar's a lady long wid him, Marse Ed'ard, but I mos'ly has to guess 'bout de half ob what dese Frenchers say." "You don't know the name, Ben ?" "No, sah, couldn't make it out de way dey dispronounces it.