She was one of the women who had blamed him for not stopping the duel, and had been on the lookout for him for days to air her views in person.
"So you are still in town, are you ?" she remarked frigidly in lowered tones.

"I thought you had taken that young firebrand down to the Eastern Shore to cool off." St.George frowned meaningly in the effort to apprise her ladyship that Harry was within hearing distance, but Miss Lavinia either did not, or would not, understand.
"Two young boobies, that's what they are, breaking their hearts over each other," she rattled on, gathering the ends of her cape the closer.
"Both of them ought to be spanked and put to bed.

Get them into each other's arms just as quick as you can.

As for Talbot Rutter, he's the biggest fool of the three, or was until Annie Rutter got hold of him.
Now I hear he is willing to let Harry come back, as if that would do any good.

It's Kate who must be looked after; that Scotch blood in her veins makes her as pig-headed as her father.