They all agreed that Ernest was a frightful ogre, who ought to be put in a boiling cauldron, for immuring you so closely,--I am going to tell him so." "Don't, Margaret, don't! If you have any regard for my feelings, don't, I entreat you, ever repeat one word of this unmeaning gossip to him.

He is so peculiarly sensitive, he would shrink still more from social intercourse.

What a shame it is to talk of him in this manner.

I am sure I have as much liberty as I wish.

He is ready to gratify every desire of my heart He has made me the happiest of human beings." "Oh! I know all that, of course.