--This day I
dined abroad--"
"I can tell you where," answered her counsellor,--"with your godfather
the rich goldsmith--ay, you see I know something--nay, I could tell
you, as I would, with whom, too."
"Indeed!" said Margaret, turning suddenly round with an accent of
strong surprise, and colouring up to the eyes.
"With old Sir Mungo Malagrowther," said the oracular dame,--"he was
trimmed in my Benjamin's shop in his way to the city."
"Pshaw! the frightful old mouldy skeleton!" said the damsel.
"Indeed you say true, my dear," replied the confidant,--"it is a shame
to him to be out of Saint Pancras's charnel-house, for I know no other
place he is fit for, the foul-mouthed old railer. He said to my
husband--"
"Somewhat which signifies nothing to our purpose, I dare say,"
interrupted Margaret. "I must speak, then.--There dined with us a
nobleman--"
"A nobleman! the maiden's mad!" said Dame Ursula.
"There dined with us, I say," continued Margaret, without regarding
the interruption, "a nobleman--a Scottish nobleman."
"Now Our Lady keep her!" said the confidant, "she is quite frantic!--
heard ever any one of a watchmaker's daughter falling in love with a
nobleman--and a Scots nobleman, to make the matter complete, who are
all as proud as Lucifer, and as poor as Job?--A Scots nobleman,
quotha? I had lief you told me of a Jew pedlar. I would have you think
how all this is to end, pretty one, before you jump in the dark.
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