The charm of your society, My Sparrow, lies in not knowing what will you say next - though one rapidly learns to fear the worst!

This, said Damerel wrathfully, is the second time you have walked in just as I am about to propose to your sister!

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.

Let me tell you, my girl, that I'm swallowing no more of your insults! And if I hear another word from you in disparagement of the Corinthian set it will be very much the worse for you!

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.

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

You will allow that one's curiosity must be aroused when one learns that a lady is prepared to elope to escape from advances one had not the least intention of making!