I love to hear my uncle talk of the West Indies.
I could listen to him for an hour together.

It entertains _me_ more than many other things have done; but then I am unlike other people, I dare say." "Why should you dare say _that_ ?" (smiling).

"Do you want to be told that you are only unlike other people in being more wise and discreet?
But when did you, or anybody, ever get a compliment from me, Fanny?
Go to my father if you want to be complimented.

He will satisfy you.

Ask your uncle what he thinks, and you will hear compliments enough: and though they may be chiefly on your person, you must put up with it, and trust to his seeing as much beauty of mind in time." Such language was so new to Fanny that it quite embarrassed her.
"Your uncle thinks you very pretty, dear Fanny--and that is the long and the short of the matter.