The gallant cornet adored delicacy and a gilded refinement.

The female flower could not be too exquisitely cultivated to satisfy him.
And here he was, running after a little unformed girl, who had no care to conceal the fact that she was an animal, nor any notion of the necessity for doing so! He had good reason to laugh when his sisters talked of her.

It was not a pleasant note which came from the gallant cornet then.

But, in the meadows, or kindly conducting Emilia's horse, he yielded pretty music.

Emilia wore Arabella's riding-habit, Adela's hat, and Cornelia's gloves.