Where Any One Body Of Educated Men,

A Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of.

Trusting That You Will Some Time Or Other Do Me Greater Justice Than You Can Do Now.

Whatever Bears Affinity To Cunning Is Despicable.

My Characters Shall Have, After A Little Trouble, All That They Desire.

She Went, However, And They Sauntered About Together Many A Half Hour In Mr. Grant's Shrubbery, The Weather Being Unusually Mild For The Time Of Year, And Venturing Sometimes Even To Sit Down On One Of The Benches Now Comparatively Unsheltered, Remaining There Perhaps Till, In The Midst Of Some Tender Ejaculation Of Fanny's On The Sweets Of So Protracted An Autumn, They Were Forced By The Sudden Swell Of A Cold Gust Shaking Down The Last Few Yellow Leaves About Them, To Jump Up And Walk For Warmth.