alive as if they did not live in the same street as ourselves. Indeed, by her account, it is only a very small portion of the world who exist at all."
"I wish we were very rich," exclaimed Georgiana, with a deep sigh.
"Well, as mamma would say, you must marry some one very rich—that is your only chance of riches."
"But rich people are always old and disagreeable," replied Georgiana, with another sigh.
"Mamma would say," interrupted Isabella, "what nonsense you are talking; very rich people are never disagreeable—that is, unless they have made their money in the City, and then it does require a great deal to make them even tolerable."
"But could not somebody die, and leave us a large fortune?" exclaimed the other.
"Somebody certainly might: but I do not see much probability that any body will," said her sister.
"At all events, I shall be very glad when I am out," continued Georgiana. "Mamma must then allow me something better than this eternal straw bonnet and green veil."
"If I may judge by my sisters, we shall have worse miseries to bear," said Isabella, "than only an old straw bonnet and a green veil. I should detest every new bonnet that had a design in it. Why, Louisa's pretty violet velvet was only bought because mamma said she must have something to look decent in, as she met Sir Henry Calthorpe on the Parade every day."
