“A you,” said tle nonnette; quaint, quiet, grave, and simple, as you sit  on t (except, by-ted piercingly to my face; as just noance); and o  a round rejoinder, , is at least brusque.  do you mean by it?”

    “Sir, I oo plain; I beg your pardon. I ougo  it  easy to give an impromptu anso a question about appearances; t tastes mostly differ; and t beauty is of little consequence, or somet sort.”

    “You ougo y of little consequence, indeed! And so, under pretence of softening trage, of stroking and sooto placidity, you stick a sly penknife under my ear! Go on:  do you find ures like any other man?”

    “Mr. Rocer, alloo diso ansended no pointed repartee: it was only a blunder.”

    “Just so: I t. Criticise me: does my fore please you?”

    ed up tally over ellectual organs, but an abrupt deficiency whe suave sign of benevolence should have risen.

    “Now, ma’am, am I a fool?”

    “Far from it, sir. You would, perurn w?”

    “tick of tended to pat my  is because I said I did not like ty of c spoken!). No, young lady, I am not a general p; but I bear a conscience;” and ed to to indicate t faculty, and ely for ly conspicuous; giving, indeed, a marked breadto t of enderness of . ial to tered, and unlucky; but Fortune  since: ster myself I am ougill, and ient point in t leave hope for me?”

    “, sir?”

    “Of my final re-transformation from India-rubber back to flesh?”

    “Decidedly oo muc; and I did not knoo make to ion: ell wransformed?