She turned extremely red.

I imagined I saw a mixture of many feelings: a great, though short struggle; half a wish of yielding to truths, half a sense of shame, but habit, habit carried it.

She would have laughed if she could.

It was a sort of laugh, as she answered, 'A pretty good lecture, upon my word.

Was it part of your last sermon?
At this rate you will soon reform everybody at Mansfield and Thornton Lacey; and when I hear of you next, it may be as a celebrated preacher in some great society of Methodists, or as a missionary into foreign parts.' She tried to speak carelessly, but she was not so careless as she wanted to appear.