Modus.—Latin, sweet cousin.
Hel.—'Tis a naughty tongue,
I fear, and teaches men to lie.
Modus.—To lie!
Hel.—You study it. You call your cousin sweet,
And treat her as you would a crab. As sour
'Twould seem you think her: so you covet her!
Why, how the monster stares, and looks about!
You construe Latin, and can't construe that!
Modus.—I never studied women.
Hel.—No, nor men;
Else would you better know their ways, nor read
In presence of a lady.
3. "Now," said Wardle, "what say you to an hour on the ice? We shall have plenty of time."
"Capital!" said Mr. Benjamin Allen.
"Prime!" ejaculated Mr. Bob Sawyer.
"You skate, of course, Winkle?" said Wardle.