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“The old tune,” said St. Clare, sauntering in. “What an awful account these wicked creatures will have to settle, at last, especially for being lazy! You see cousin,” said he, as he stretched himself at full length on a lounge opposite to Marie, “It’s wholly inexcusable in them, in the light of the example that Marie and I set them,- this laziness.” “Come, now, St. Clare, you are too bad!” said Marie. “Am I, now? Why, I thought I was talking good, quite remarkably for me. I try to enforce your remarks, Marie, always.” “You know you meant no such thing, St. Clare,” said Marie. “O, I must have been mistaken, then. Thank you, my dear, for setting me right.” “You do really try to be provoking,” said Marie. “O, come, Marie, the day is growing warm, and I have just had a long quarrel with Dolph, which has fatigued me excessively; so, pray be agreeable, now, and let a fellow repose in the light of smile.” “What’s the matter about Dolph?” said Marie. “That fellow’s impudence has been growing to a point that is perfectly intolerable to me. I only wish I had the undisputed management of him a while. I’d bring him down!” “What you say, my dear, is marked with your usual acuteness and good sense,” said St. Clare. “As to Dolph, the case is this: that he has so long been en- gaged in imitating my graces and perfections, that he has, at last, really mistaken |
