'No more do I'-said he exceedingly pleased- 'We think quite alike there.-So far from dry Toast being wholesome, I think it a very bad thing for the Stomach. Without a little butter to soften it, it hurts the Coats of the Stomach I am sure it does.-I will have the pleasure of spreading some for you directly-and afterwards I will spread some for myself.-Very bad indeed for the Coats of the Stomach-but there is no convincing some people.-It irritates and acts like a nutmeg grater.' He could not get command of the Butter however, without a struggle； His Sisters accusing him of eating a great deal too much, and declaring he was not to be trusted；-and he maintaining that he only eat enough to secure the Coats of his Stomach；-and besides, he only wanted it now for Miss Heywood.-Such a plea must prevail, he got the butter and spread away for her with an accuracy of Judgement which at least delighted himself； but when her Toast was done, and he took his own in hand, Charlotte could hardly contain herself as she saw him watching his sisters, while he scrupulously scraped off almost as much butter as he put on, and then seize an odd moment for adding a great dab just before it went into his Mouth.-Certainly, Mr. Arthur P.'s enjoyments in Invalidism were very different from his sisters-by no means so spiritualized.-A good deal of Earthy Dross hung about him. Charlotte could not but suspect him of adopting that line of Life, principally for the indulgence of an indolent Temper-and to be determined on having no Disorders but such as called for warm rooms and good Nourishment.-In one particular however, she soon found that he had caught something from them.-'What！' said he-'Do you venture upon two dishes of strong Green Tea in one Evening？-What Nerves you must have！-How I envy you.-Now, if I were to swallow only one such dish-what do you think it's effect would be upon me？' 'Keep you awake perhaps all night'- replied Charlotte, meaning to overthrow his attempts at Surprise, by the Grandeur of her own Conceptions.-'Oh！ if that were all！'- he exclaimed.-'No-it acts on me like Poison and would entirely take away the use of my right side, before I had swallowed it five minutes.-It sounds almost incredible-but it has happened to me so often that I cannot doubt it.-The use of my right Side is entirely taken away for several hours！' 'It sounds rather odd to be sure'-answered Charlotte coolly-'but I dare say it would be proved to be the simplest thing in the World, by those who have studied right sides and Green Tea scientifically and thoroughly understand all the possibilities of their action on each other.'- Soon after Tea, a Letter was brought to Miss D. P. from the Hotel.-'From Mrs. Charles Dupuis'-said she,-'some private hand.'-And having read a few lines, exclaimed aloud 'Well, this is very extraordinary！ very extraordinary indeed！-That both should have the same name.-Two Mrs. Griffiths！-This is a Letter of recommendation and introduction to me, of the Lady from Camberwell-and her name happens to be Griffiths too.' A few lines more however, and the colour rushed into her Cheeks, and with much Perturbation she added-'The oddest thing that ever was！-a Miss Lambe too！-a young West-indian of large Fortune.-But it cannot be the same.-Impossible that it should be the same.-She read the Letter aloud for comfort.-It was merely to 'introduce the Bearer, Mrs. G.- from Camberwell, and the three young Ladies under her care, to Miss D. P.'s notice. Mrs. G.- being a stranger at Sanditon, was anxious for a respectable Introduction-and Mrs. C. Dupuis therefore, at the instance of the intermediate friend, provided her with this Letter, knowing that she could not do her dear Diana a greater kindness than by giving her the means of being useful.-Mrs. G.'s chief solicitude would be for the accommodation and comfort of one of the young Ladies under her care, a Miss Lambe, a young W. Indian of large Fortune, in delicate health.'-'It was very strange！-very remarkable！-very extraordinary' but they were all agreed in determining it to be impossible that there should not be two Families； such a totally distinct set of people as were concerned in the reports of each made that matter quite certain. There must be two Families.- Impossible to be otherwise. 'Impossible' and 'Impossible', was repeated over and over again with great fervour.-An accidental resemblance of Names and circumstances, however striking at first, involved nothing really incredible-and so it was settled.

    Miss Diana herself derived an immediate advantage to counterbalance her Perplexity. She must put her shawl over her shoulders, and be running about again. Tired as she was, she must instantly repair to the Hotel, to investigate the truth and offer her services.