The things we do!

"
"Rosey's is such a swell carriage, that I feel ashamed," says Clive.
"I don't understand you young men. I don't see why you need be ashamed to
go on the Course with your wife in her carriage, Clive," remarks the
Colonel.
"The Course! the Course is at Calcutta, papa!" cries Rosey. We drive in
the Park."
"We have a park at Barrackpore too, my dear," says papa.
"And he calls his grooms saices! He said he was going to send away a
saice for being tipsy, and I did not know in the least what he could
mean, Laura!"
"Mr. Newcome! you must go and drive on the Course with Rosa now; and the
Colonel must sit and talk with me, whom he has not been to see for such a
long time." Clive presently went off in state by Rosey's side, and then
Laura showed Colonel Newcome his beautiful white Cashmere shawl round a
successor of that little person who had first been wrapped in that web,
now a stout young gentleman whose noise could be clearly heard in the
upper regions.
"I wish you could come down with us, Arthur, upon our electioneering
visit.


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