He burned to be near these ladies, and he passed them but once.

His enthusiasm for Mademoiselle de Seilles was notorious.

Gratefully the compliment was acknowledged by her, in her demure fashion; with a reserve of comic intellectual contempt for the man who could not see that women, or Frenchwomen, or eminently she among them, must have their enthusiasm set springing in the breast before they can be swayed by the most violent of outer gales.

And say, that she is uprooted;--he does but roll a log.

Mr.Peridon's efforts to perfect himself in the French tongue touched her.
A night of May leaning on June, is little more than a deliberate wink of the eye of light.