“They do, they do!”
“Did you ever see such a vain, conceited boy, Mr. Crawford?”
“Of course you know him better than I do.”
“Come, Carl; it’s too bad for you, too, to join against me. However, I will forget and forgive. Jule, my friend, Carl, has accepted my invitation to make us a visit.”
“I am very glad, I am sure,” said Julia, sincerely.
“And I want you to take him in, bag and baggage, and convey him to our palace, while I speed thither on my wheel.”
“To be sure I will, and with great pleasure.”
“Can’t you get out and assist him into the carriage, Jule?”
“Thank you,” said Carl; “but though I am somewhat old and quite infirm, I think I can get in without troubling your sister. Are you sure, Miss Vance, you won’t be incommoded by my gripsack?”
“Not at all.”