"I could never forget it, Mr. lyndsay," said I, affectionately.
“You will not be disappointed, my dear,” addressing himself to Mrs. lyndsay.
“The discomfort will only last a few minutes, Mrs. lyndsay,” said old Kitson.
“So much the better for Mrs. Rogers,” whispered lyndsay to Flora.
“He deserved what he got, for his egregious vanity,” said lyndsay.
“She did not bargain that you were to marry a Scotchman,” said lyndsay, laughing.
The fresh air and exercise had given Mrs. lyndsay an unusual appetite.
“You look ill yoursel, Mistress lyndsay,” continued the gude man.
But I have forgotten all this time to introduce you to Mrs. lyndsay.
Mr. lyndsay thinks it necessary for us to take this step, and I have no doubt that he is right.
