human
I was not looking at your dress, said Margaret, smiling,
gpt
I did not ascribe your appearance to your toilet, I assure you.
human
You little flatterer! But do you know you will cut us all out? I never saw any one so improved, and you were quite pretty enough to do mischief before.
gpt
Oh, Harriet!
human
True for you, said Harriet, archly.
gpt
Well, you have not asked me all the particulars of Lucy's marriage.
human
I ought to congratulate you upon it, said Margaret,
gpt
I hope Lady Raymond is well?
human
Lady Raymond--yes, I will let you call Lucy so, because you were not very intimate with her, though I mean you to know each other more by and by; but if you call me Lady Anything, when I marry a Lord, I will not forgive you. Yes, Lucy is very well, and as happy as possible. Lord Raymond is amazingly fond of her; the more so, perhaps, because he is not very likely to attract any body else. There was such a party at the breakfast! We, the bridesmaids, had pelisses of peach-coloured silk, trimmed with swansdown, and Lucy was all in white lace, and she looked so cold, poor girl, while we were as cosy as possible in our warm coats. And Lord Raymond stammered dreadfully; which was very odd, for I had been hearing him the responses for a week previous.
gpt
Harriet, you make me laugh!
human
I mean it. Now let us come down together. You will love my Aunt Singleton; she is such a good little mouse!