It is the poor child's temper.

She has already begun to watch dear Evan--certainly the handsomest of the men here as yet, though I grant you, they are well-grown men, these Jocelyns, for an untravelled Englishwoman.

I fear, dear Harriet, we have been dreadfully deceived about Rose.

The poor child has not, in her own right, much more than a tenth part of what we supposed, I fear.

It was that Mrs.Melville.I have had occasion to notice her quiet boasts here.