My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.

People who start a sentence with personally (and they're always women) ought to be thrown to the lions. It's a repulsive habit.

Talking to you is like -- like talking to an eel!" "No, is it? I've never tried to talk to an eel. Isn't it as waste of time?" "Not such a waste of time as talking to you!

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!

My house seems remarkably full of people," he observed. "Is it possible we were expected.

Is it not insupportable to be held down to a canter when you long to gallop for miles?

You will like her," he persisted. "Egad, she's after your own heart, maman! She shot me in the arm." "Voyons, do you think that is what I like?