To me, uniformly civil, no irony, few compliments.

Livia writes, that I am commended for keeping Janey company.

What can be the secret of a man scrupulously just with one hand, and at the same time cruel with the other?
Mr.Woodseer says, his wealth:--"More money than is required for their needs, men go into harness to Plutus,"-- if that is clever.
'I have written my husband--as Janey ceases to call her own; and it was pretty and touching to hear her "my husband."-- Oh! a dull letter.

But he is my husband though he keeps absent--to be longed for--he is my husband still, my husband always.

Chillon is Henrietta's husband, the world cries out, and when she is flattered she does the like, for then it is not too presumptuous that she should name Henrietta Chillon's wife.
In my ears, husband has the sweeter sound.