what I say is, that you should have had much to do with it; for, a clever woman as you, must see that he was not in love with her, and it is on the man's side the more large lump of the love should lie. He was good man and handsome man, and she know no other man, so she love him, poor child; but they no fit for each other, as she would have found out in a year or so, if you get her to think—"
"Think? and run the risk of losing his fortune out of the family!"
"No fear for that; you always think right when the money is not in your head, but wrong when it is—you judge quite right in thinking the Marquis will you suit. I tell him so myself. I say Lady Anne born in the same year with yourself, milord (so say the book of the peeritch), only she is in the beginning, and you in the end; and he make for answer, 'She is a very fine woman of her years, certain.'"
Lady Anne was very angry, both at herself and the Count; nevertheless, his perfect simplicity and sincerity, and the nonchalance with which he spoke, amused her as much as it vexed her; and, as poor Georgiana, after various efforts to subdue her risibility, was constrained to laugh outright, the features of Lady Anne admitted the Chesterfieldian smile, and she exclaimed, "Really, Count, you are the drollest man in the world, and say the oddest things in the world."
"I thought droll thing in your tongue was scandal
