"She's a bonnie lass, though she IS a French one. And here's to your courtship--may it flourish and prosper exceedingly."He drained his glass to the last drop, then joined his friend beside the hearth.
"Well! you'll be doing the journey next, Tony, I expect,"said Sir Andrew, rousing himself from his meditations, "you and Hastings, certainly; and I hope you may have as pleasant a task as Ihad, and as charming a travelling companion. You have no idea, Tony. . . .""No! I haven't," interrupted his friend pleasantly, "but I'll take your word for it. And now," he added, whilst a sudden earnestness crept over his jovial young face, "how about business?"The two young men drew their chairs closer together, and instinctively, though they were alone, their voices sank to a whisper.
