'I've quite made up my mind to come.' 'I'm afraid a day or two must pass, Miss Derrick--' 'The references, my dear,' began Mrs.Higgins.
'Oh, nonsense! It's all right; anyone can see.' 'There you go! Always cutting short the words in my mouth.

I can't endure such behaviour, and I wonder what Mrs.Rumford thinks of it.
I've given Mrs.Rumford fair warning--' They wrangled for a few minutes, Emmeline feeling too depressed and anxious to interpose with polite commonplaces.

When at length they took their leave, she saw the last of them with a sigh of thanksgiving.

It had happened most fortunately that no one called this afternoon.
'Clarence, it's _quite_ out of the question.' Thus she greeted her husband.

'The girl herself I could endure, but oh, her odious mother!--Three guineas a week! I could cry over the thought.' By the first post in the morning came a letter from Louise.