"Call me Fanny still," she said, "if only for the memory of auld lang syne."
"I hoped to have seen you before, but you have been away."
"Yes, with my relations, and yours, at Baltimore. I have heard a great deal about you. Your story is the talk of the town. You might be the lion of the season; but I have not seen you at parties."
"No, I have outlived my liking for such matters."
"I cannot wonder at it. What horrors you have suffered! what dangers you have passed!"
"I have weathered them, though."
"You were more than four years in a dungeon."
"Yes, but I gave them the slip."
"You were led out to be shot by the soldiers."
"They thought better of it, and saved their ammunition."