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

I can't imagine what possessed you to propose to me." "Well that will give you something to puzzle over any time you can't sleep.

Depend upon it, you are just the sort of girl a man would be glad to have for his sister! You don't even know how to swoon, and I daresay if you tried you would make wretched work of it, for all you have is common sense, and of what use is that, pray?

What is your name?" "Again sir, that is no concern of yours." "A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda." ..... "Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?" "Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.

I remember only what interests me.

Nevertheless, she did not weep, because, for one thing, it would have made her eyes red, and another, it would be of very little use.

I wish you did return my regard," he said. "More than I have ever wished anything in my life! Perhaps you may yet learn to do so: I should warn you that I don't easily despair!