abud. I've had dinner, Miss.
abud's work takes him gradually out of sight.
mrs. opie. We are but just breakfasted.
dr. remnant. I surmise dissipation.
ann. [To mrs. opie.] Thank you for waiting five hours.
mrs. opie. It is my rule to breakfast with you.
dr. remnant. [Exhibiting the book.] I am come to return, and to borrow.
ann. Show me.
dr. remnant. Ballads by Robert Burns.