Then addressing them in general: 'I wish you a good breakfast,' he cried, 'with all my heart, which I think you pretty well deserve, considering you go so far for it, with one close at your elbow, but just swallowed. And so, my dear Indiana, I hope you won't tire Mr. Mandlebert more than can't be avoided.'
'How came you to engage Indiana again, Mandlebert?' cried Lionel, in their way to the carriage.
'Because,' said Miss Margland, finding he hesitated, 'there is no other partner so proper for Miss Lynmere.'
'And pray what's the matter with me? why am not I as proper as Mandlebert?'
'Because you are her relation, to be sure!'
'Well,' cried he, vaulting his horse, 'if I meet but the charming widow, I shall care for none of you.'
CHAPTER IV
A Public Breakfast
The unfitting, however customary, occasion of this speedy repetition of public amusement in the town of Northwick, was, that the county assizes were now held there; and the arrival of the Judges of the land, to hear causes which kept life or death suspended, was the signal for entertainment to the surrounding neighbourhood: a hardening of human feelings against human crimes and human miseries, at which reflection revolts, however habit may persevere.