I like you very much; but being married is such a terrible thing.' 'It would not be terrible to me, dear.' 'Yes;--when you found that I was too young for your tastes.' 'I shall persevere, you know.

Will you assure me of this,--that if you promise your hand to another man you will let me know at once ?' 'I suppose I may promise that,' she said, after pausing for a moment.
'There is no one as yet ?' 'There is no one.

But, Mr Carbury, you have no right to question me.

I don't think it generous.

I allow you to say things that nobody else could say because you are a cousin and because mamma trusts you so much.