Here was a new turn given to the affair! It was "like master, like man." Neb's love (or lub, for that was just the word, and just the idea, too) was no more fated to run smooth than my own; and the same objection lay against us both, viz., want of gentility! I determined to say a good word for the poor fellow, however; while it would have been exceeding the usage of the family to interfere in any other manner than by advice, in an affair of the heart.
"If Chloe is my sister's favourite servant, Dido," I remarked, "you are to remember that Neb is mine."
"Dat true, sah, and so Chloe say; but dere great difference,