She looked back as well as she could; but it was all confusion. She had taken up the idea, she supposed and made everything bend to it.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

If a woman is partial to a man, and does not endeavour to conceal it, he must find it out." -Elizabeth

Now I must give one smirk and then we may be rational again

I assure you. I have no notion of treating men with such respect. That is the way to spoil them.

Not very good, I am afraid. But now really, do not you think Udolpho the nicest book in the world?" "The nicest—by which I suppose you mean the neatest. That must depend upon the binding.

As a brother, a landlord, a master, she considered how many people's happiness were in his guardianship! -- How much of pleasure or pain it was in his power to bestow! -- How much of good or evil must be done by him!