Mary won't be bothered with young men.

She is too lazy; she just looks over their heads till they get tired and go away.

I am sure it was the packing, or, perhaps, the party.

But what are you staring at, Colonel?
Is there anything wrong ?" "No, no; only that wonderful window of yours--the one filled with bottle-glass--which always reminds me of a bull's-eye lantern standing on a preserved-beef tin, or the top of a toy lighthouse." Porson peered at the offending window through his spectacles.
"Certainly, now you mention it, it does look a little odd from here," he said; "naked, rather.

You said so before, you remember, and I told them to plant the shrubs; but while I was away they let every one of the poor things die.