"I'll guess no more--I am tired; and then I don't care. Miss Keeldar may marry _le grand Turc_ for me."
"Must I whisper?"
"That you must, and quickly. Here comes Hortense; come near, a little nearer, my own Lina. I care for the whisper more than the words."
She whispered. Robert gave a start, a flash of the eye, a brief laugh. Miss Moore entered, and Sarah followed behind, with information that Fanny was come. The hour of converse was over.

I'll guess no more - I am tired. Miss Keeldar may marry the Grand Turk for all I care."
"Must I whisper?"
"Quickly. Here comes Hortense."
She whispered. Robert gave a start, and a brief laugh. Miss Moore entered, and Sarah followed behind. The hour of converse was over.
