make a good breakfast while i go in with the tray she disappeared leaving little to over the meaning of her scattered words she soon came back again and at last began to take her own breakfast talking all the while you see my dear said measuring out a or two of some brown liquid that smelt like brandy and putting it into her tea i am obliged to be careful to follow the directions of my medical man though the flavor is anything but agreeable being a poor creature and it may be have never recovered the shock received in youth from too much giving way to crying in the next room when separated from arthur have you known him ion as soon as little comprehended that she had been asked this question � for which time was necessary the galloping pace of her new having left her far behind � she answered that she had known mr ever since his return to be sure you couldn t have known him before unless you had been in china or had neither of which is likely returned for travelling people usually get more or less mahogany and you are not at all so and as to corresponding what about that s very true unless tea so it was at his mother s was it really that you knew him first highly sensible and firm but dreadfully severe � ought to be the mother of the man in the iron mask mrs has been kind to me said little really i am sure i am glad to hear it because as arthur s mother it s naturally pleasant to my feelings to have a better opinion of her than i had before though what she thinks of me when i run on as i am certain to do and she sits at me like fate in a � shocking comparison really � invalid and not her fault � i never know or can imagine shall i find my work anywhere ma am asked little looking timidly about can i get it you industrious little fairy returned taking in another cup of tea another of the prescribed by her medical man there s not the slightest hurry and it s better that we should begin by being confidential about our mutual friend � too cold a word for me at least i don t mean that very proper expression mutual friend � than become through mere not you but me like the boy with the fox biting him which i hope you ll excuse my bringing up for of all the tiresome boys that will go tumbling into every sort of company that boy s the little her face very pale sat down again to listen hadn t i better work the while she asked i can work and attend toe i would rather if i may her earnestness was so expressive of her being uneasy without her work that answered well my dear whatever you like best and produced a basket of white handkerchiefs little gladly put it by her side took out her little pocket her needle and began to hem what fingers you have said but are you sure you are well little oh yes indeed put her feet upon the and settled herself for a thorough good romantic disclosure she started off at score tossing her head sighing in the most manner making a great deal of use of her eyebrows and occasionally but not often glancing at the quiet face that bent over the work you must know my dear said but that i have no doubt you know already not only because i have already thrown it out in a general way but because i feel i carry it stamped in burning what s his names upon my brow that before i was introduced to the late mr f i had been engaged to arthur � mr in public where reserve is necessary arthur here � we were all in all to one another it was the morning of life it was bliss it was it was everything else of that sort in the highest degree when rent asunder we turned to stone in which capacity arthur went to china and i became the statue bride of the late mr e uttering these words in a deep voice enjoyed herself immensely to paint said she the emotions of that morning when all was marble within and mr f s aunt followed in a glass coach which it stands to reason must have been in shameful repair or it never could have broken down two streets from the house and mr f s aunt brought home like the fifth of november in a rush chair i will not attempt suffice it to say that the hollow form of breakfast took place in the dining room down stairs that papa too freely of salmon was ill for weeks and that mr f and myself went upon a continental tour to where the people fought for us on the pier until they separated us though not for ever that was not yet to be the statue bride hardly pausing for breath went on with the greatest complacency in a rambling manner sometimes to flesh and blood i will draw a veil over that dreamy life mr f was in good spirits his appetite was good he liked the he considered the wine weak but and all was well we returned to the immediate neighbourhood of number thirty little street london and settled down ere we had yet fully detected the in selling the feathers out of the spare bed flying upwards with mr f to another sphere his with a glance at his portrait shook her head and wiped her eyes i the memory of mr f as an man and most indulgent husband only necessary to mention and it appeared or to hint at any little delicate thing 