last question! for I did believe thee hypocrite enough to have answered No.
MARY.
Your opinion of me is flattering.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
How could it be otherwise, seeing you receive him as you did when I called you into the garden? You came forward like a blushing schoolgirl, sent into her governess's parlour to speak to her Town cousin of the fifteenth degree. I'm sure I think Sir Robert Freemantle a Godsend to us, in our present condition.
MARY.
In your present condition! Is not this your honeymoon with my brother? At least, I should think it is not yet entirely at an end.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
O dear no! But would it had less honey and more shine; we want lemon juice for our sweetness.
MARY.
And you are in the way to have it. Indeed, my dear Harriet, if you are not aware, you will soon have too much of it.
MRS. CHARVILLE.
Then, if you are afraid of this, do you apply the remedy.
