'Only the handwriting was so extremely like, and he was the only person who knew the address and the circumstances, and who could have a motive--though I don't quite see what it is--I thought it as well to part for a time.' 'But that's sophistry!' said Rose.

'You accuse or you exonerate.

Nobody can be half guilty.

If you do not hold him innocent you are unjust!' Lady Jocelyn rejoined: 'Yes?
It's singular what a stock of axioms young people have handy for their occasions.' Rose loudly announced that she would right this matter.
'I can't think where Rose gets her passion for hot water,' said her mother, as Rose ran down the ledge.
Two or three young gentlemen tried to engage her for a dance.

She gave them plenty of promises, and hurried on till she met Evan, and, almost out of breath, told him the shameful injustice that had been done to her friend.
'Mama is such an Epicurean! I really think she is worse than Papa.