A great matter calls her son with terms like deal, and love.

I dare not hope. I never was fainthearted before; but I cannot believe such a creature cares for me.

A little credulity helps one on through life very smoothly.

Margaret had always dreaded lest her courage should fail her in any emergency, and she should be proved to be, what she dreaded lest she was--a coward. But now, in this real great time of reasonable fear and nearness of terror, she forgot herself, and felt only an intense sympathy--intense to painfulness--in the interests of the moment.

She never called her son by any name but John; 'love' and 'dear', and such like terms, were reserved for Fanny.

Really it is very wholesome exercise, this trying to make one's words represent one's thoughts, instead of merely looking to their effect on others.

Miss Jenkyns wore a cravat, and a little bonnet like a jockey-cap, and altogether had the appearance of a strong-minded woman; although she would have despised the modern idea of women being equal to men. Equal, indeed! she knew they were superior.