So for your sake and Adrienne's, as well as out of consideration for the rest of the girls who have no fine dresses, I am not going to wear the buff brocade gown that belonged to Papa Roussillon's mother long ago.

I shall dress just as the rest do." It is safe to say that Rene de Ronville went home with a troublesome bee in his bonnet.

He was not a bad-hearted fellow.

Many a right good young man, before him and since, has loved an Adrienne and been dazzled by an Alice.

A violet is sweet, but a rose is the garden's queen.