Do you forget that I am your sister?” “No; I’ve never been granted the opportunity to forget it.

I liked that young man, did not you? There was something particularly pleasing about his manners, which I thought very easy and frank. He has an air of honest manliness, too, which, in these days of fribbles and counter-coxcombs, I own I find refreshing!

My dear girl, don't talk nonsense to me! You're lazy, that's all that's wrong with you. Why don't you take up social work?

What I mean is, like you to have everything you want. Wished it was me, that's all

And now I wish I hadn’t been civil, because he says he shall not despair! He is as stupid as Endymion!” “No, no!” said Alverstoke soothingly. “Nobody could be as stupid as Endymion!

The society of my relatives can only be enjoyed with frequent intervals.

How very awkward places we do choose in which to propose to one another!' remarked Mr. Beaumaris