I must tell you that Bessie is my favourite niece.

Never was there such a girl--never.

Moves like a springbuck, and what an eye and form! Work too--she'll do as much work as three.

There's no nonsense about Bessie, none at all.

She's not a fine lady, for all her fine looks." "The two sisters seem very different," said John.
"Ay, you're right there," answered the old man.