"And what the devil brought you here?" cried Sir George Kingston.
"What the devil brought you?" replied she, mimicking his manner.
"Well," said he, "I suppose I must excuse it, on account of the devotion it shows to myself."
"It shews no such thing," answered she, with the most provoking carelessness. "It was sheer curiosity brought me here—a few hints from actual life are always useful in my profession; and I wanted to see a real duel."
"I hope you are satisfied," said Sir George, "and now, I suppose, you will return with myself and Mr. Shelburne to supper."
"You are wrong in all your suppositions to-night," replied she: "I am going away at once; the coach is waiting for me now. I was coming down stairs to get into it, when I saw you all hurrying off—I guessed the cause, and thought I might as well see you fight."
"Who has a coach waiting?" asked Alfred, this being the only part of the dialogue which
