"Vamous," said Sir Pitt. "Who'd ha' thought it! what a sly little devil! what a little fox it waws!" he muttered to himself, chuckling with pleasure.
"Who'd have thought what?" cries Miss Crawley, stamping with her foot. "Pray, Miss Sharp, are you waiting for the Prince Regent's divorce, that you don't think our family good enough for you?"

"Vamous," said Sir Pitt. "Who'd ha' thought it! what a sly little devil!" he muttered, chuckling with pleasure.
"Who'd have thought what?" cried Miss Crawley, stamping her foot. "Pray, Miss Sharp, don't you think our family good enough for you?"
