"Which rug do you mean ?" Mrs.Vivian had remarked to Blanche that it was very kind of her to come first, and Blanche declared that she could not have laid her head on her pillow before she had seen her dear Mrs.Vivian.
"Do you suppose I would wait because I am married ?" she inquired, with a keen little smile in her charming eyes.

"I am not so much married as that, I can tell you! Do you think I look much as if I were married, with no one to bring me here to-night but Captain Lovelock ?" "I am sure Captain Lovelock is a very gallant escort," said Mrs.Vivian.
"Oh, he was not afraid--that is, he was not afraid of the journey, though it lay all through those dreadful wild Champs Elysees.

But when we arrived, he was afraid to come in--to come up here.

Captain Lovelock is so modest, you know--in spite of all the success he had in America.
He will tell you about the success he had in America; it quite makes up for the defeat of the British army in the Revolution.

They were defeated in the Revolution, the British, were n't they?
I always told him so, but he insists they were not.