"We are near relatives." "Ah, there comes a moment in life when one reverts, irresistibly, to one's natural ties--to one's natural affections.

You must have found that!" said Eugenia.
Mr.Wentworth had been told the day before by Felix that Eugenia was very clever, very brilliant, and the information had held him in some suspense.

This was the cleverness, he supposed; the brilliancy was beginning.

"Yes, the natural affections are very strong," he murmured.
"In some people," the Baroness declared.

"Not in all." Charlotte was walking beside her; she took hold of her hand again, smiling always.
"And you, cousine, where did you get that enchanting complexion ?" she went on; "such lilies and roses ?" The roses in poor Charlotte's countenance began speedily to predominate over the lilies, and she quickened her step and reached the portico.