JULIA HERSELF.
"FRANCESCA—"
"Yes."
"What time did Harvey say he would arrive?"
"My dear! as if you were not a great deal more likely to know than I am. Now, Mittie—you are after some mischief with my work-basket."
"Yes; but I want to see if your recollections agree with mine. He was in such a hurry just at last. I don't think I quite heard what he said."
"Harvey generally is in a slow hurry just at last. Like most men who always put off everything as long as possible. Oh, he will appear some time this evening, never fear. Unless he changes his mind, and puts off till another day. Not so very unlikely, after all. He has not seen this ancient uncle of his for a good many years."
"Harvey will not put off. I want to meet him at the station."
"Julia! What nonsense! You and I are going for a drive on the boulevards."
"I don't care for a drive. I want to meet Harvey."