Miss Bennett, however, could hardly be expected to feel its picturesqueness.

Her parents did not fancy this vendor's meat, and at present they usually killed their own.

Her father, she said, had grown quite dexterous in the art.
"Really!" cried Sophia.

This was an item of real interest, for it suggested to her for the first time the idea that a gentleman could slaughter an ox.

She was not shocked; it was simply a new idea, which she would have liked to enlarge on; but good-breeding forbade, for Miss Bennett preferred to chat about the visit of the Prince, and she continued to do so in a manner so lively that Sophia found it no dull hearing.
"And, do you know," she cried, "what Bertha Nash did?
The Nashes, you know, are of quite a common family, although, as Dr.Nash is everybody's doctor, of course we are all on good terms with them.