"No, I don't find it at all strange," he said slowly, smiling.
"That a clever woman should turn up in Boston, or its suburbs--that does not require so much explanation.

Boston is a very nice place." "If you wish to make me contradict you," said the Baroness, "vous vous y prenez mal.

In certain moods there is nothing I am not capable of agreeing to.

Boston is a paradise, and we are in the suburbs of Paradise." "Just now I am not at all in the suburbs; I am in the place itself," rejoined Acton, who was lounging a little in his chair.

He was, however, not always lounging; and when he was he was not quite so relaxed as he pretended.