A Mr.Scougall keeps it--a sort of clergyman." "This is most strange.

My friend Arthur's son, young Archibald Plinlimmon, is quartered with his regiment there, and often pays us a visit, poor lad." "Indeed, sir ?" "His circumstances are not prosperous.

Family troubles--money losses, you understand: and then his father made an imprudent marriage.

Not that anything can be said against the Leicesters-- there are few better families.

But the lady, I imagine, did not take kindly to poverty: never learnt to cut her coat according to the cloth.