On the appointed day Miss Flite arrived. The poor little creature ran into my room quite forgetful of her usual dignity, and crying from her very heart of hearts, "My dear Fitz Jarndyce!" fell upon my neck and kissed me twenty times.

On the appointed day Miss Flite arrived. She ran into my room quite forgetful of her usual dignity, and crying "My dear Fitz Jarndyce!" fell upon my neck and kissed me twenty times. 