“And marmalade,” said Sir Joseph, striking in at the first opportunity. The story, on this occasion, being Miss Lavinia’s story, the polite contradictions necessary to its successful progress were naturally transferred from the sister to the brother, and became contradictions on Sir Joseph’s side.
“No,” said Miss Lavinia, gently, “if you will have it, Joseph—jam.”
“I beg your pardon,” persisted Sir Joseph; “marmalade.”
“What does it matter, brother?”
“Sister! the late great and good Doctor Johnson said accuracy ought always to be studied even in the most trifling things.”
“You will have your way, Joseph—“(this was the formula—answering to Sir Joseph’s ‘Let us waive the point’—which Miss Lavinia used, as a means of conciliating her brother, and getting a fresh start for her story). “Well, we took dear Natalie out between us, after breakfast, for a little walk in the grounds. My brother opened the subject with infinite delicacy and tact. ‘Circumstances,’ he said, ‘into which it was not then necessary to enter, made it very desirable, young as she was, to begin to think of her establishment in life.’ And then he referred, Richard (so nicely), to your faithful and devoted attachment—”
“Excuse me, Lavinia. I began with Richard’s attachment, and then I got on to her establishment in life.”
“Excuse me, Joseph. You managed it much more delicately than you suppose. You didn’t drag Richard in by the head and shoulders in that way.”
“Lavinia! I began with Richard.”
“Joseph! your memory deceives you.”