at the distance of a hundred miles at least.

The name of this fatal fruit was no sooner pronounced, than Mrs.
Grizzle, who incessantly watched her sister's looks, took the alarm,
because she thought they gave certain indications of curiosity and
desire; and after having observed that she herself could never eat
pine-apples, which were altogether unnatural productions, extorted
by the force of artificial fire out of filthy manure, asked, with
a faltering voice, if Mrs. Pickle was not of her way of thinking?
This young lady, who wanted neither slyness nor penetration, at
once divined her meaning, and replied, with seeming unconcern, that
for her own part she should never repine if there was no pine-apple
in the universe, provided she could indulge herself with the fruits
of her own country.

This answer was calculated for the benefit of the stranger, who
would certainly have suffered for his imprudence by the resentment
of Mrs. Grizzle, had her sister expressed the least relish for the
fruit in question. It had the desired effect, and re-established
the peace of the company, which was not a little endangered by the
gentleman's want of consideration. Next morning, however, after
breakfast, the pregnant lady, in pursuance of her plan, yawned,
as it were by accident, full in the face of her maiden sister, who
being infinitely disturbed by this convulsion, affirmed it was a
symptom of longing, and insisted upon knowing the object in desire;
when Mrs. Pickle affecting a smile told her she had eaten a most
delicious pine-apple in her sleep. This declaration was attended
with an immediate scream, uttered by Mrs. Grizzle, who instantly
perceiving her sister surprised at the exclamation, clasped her in
her arms, and assured her, with a sort of hysterical laugh, that