- self, that has got such an accession to its
doctorial dignitaries." "What became of you," replied Scribble, "yesterday, that I did not see you the whole day?" Charlotte looked in her brother's face. "Yesterday," said Mortimer, "did not you spend the evening together?" "No," answered the doctor. John perceiving our hero colour, saw that there was some mystery. Soon after, Charlotte went out, and sending for her brother, explained the real cause of Maria's indisposition, and the whole circumstances, as have been already narrated. "Now, I dare say you know me too well, to suppose I wish to dive into any secrets; but for the peace of Maria, whom I know you love to distraction, give some account respecting the letter, that may be satisfactory; even a little invention may be excuseable for such a purpose." "Invention," said Hamilton, "is not necessary; the
