An egg boiled very soft is not unwholesome.
She mediated, by turns, on broken promises and broken arches, phaetons and false hangings, Tilneys and trap-doors.
Do you not want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.
Yet there it was not love. It was a little fever of admiration; but it might, probably must, end in love with some
My sore throats are always worse than anyone's.
To take a dislike to a young man, only because he appeared to be of a different disposition from himself, was unworthy the real liberality of mind