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She took us so by surprise that if we had not thought
her beautiful we must have thought her ugly, and the chances are
equal, that, on a second meeting, we shall both think her so. I
shall, I'm certain, and you must, provided you give your eyes the
benefit, and your nose the burden of your green specs."
"Impossible! I can scarce believe it, Warham," replied the senior.
"I thought her very beautiful."
"I shall never rely on your judgment again;--nay, uncle, I am almost
inclined to suspect your taste."
"Well, let them be beautiful or ugly, still I should think the same
of the beauty of this village."
"While the sun shines it may be tolerable; but, uncle, in wet bad
weather--it must become a mere pond, it lies so completely in the
hollow of the hills."
"There is reason in that, Warham."
"And yet, even as a pond, it would have its advantages--it would
be famous for duck-raising."
"Pshaw! you are worse than a Mahometan."
"Something of a just comparison, uncle, though scarcely aimed,"
said the other; "like Mahomet, you know, I doubt the possession of
souls by women.


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