She likes you, already--says you want dash; but on that point there may be two opinions." "If dash," said Adela, quite beguiled, "-- that is, dash!--what does it mean?
But, if Lady Charlotte means by dash--am I really wanting in it?
I should define it, the quality of being openly natural without vulgarity; and surely...!" "Then you two differ a little, and must meet and settle your dispute.
You don't differ about Besworth: or, didn't.

I never saw a woman so much in love with a place as she is." "A place ?" emphasized Adela.
"Don't be too arch.

I comprehend.

She won't take me minus Besworth, you may be sure." "Did you, Wilfrid!--but you did not--offer yourself as owner of Besworth ?" Wilfrid kept his eyes slanting on the floor.
"Now I see why you should still wish it," continued Adela.

"Perhaps you don't know the reason which makes it impossible, or I would say--Bacchus! it must be compassed.