I am sure that there is not a woman in a thousand--" "Matilda, I know it.

Nor one in fifty thousand.

You are very good at figures: will you take this sheet away with you?
Eight o'clock will be quite time enough for it." "My dear, I am always too pleased to do whatever I can to help you.

But I must talk to you now; really I must say a few words about something, tired as you may be, Charles, and well deserving of a little good sleep, which you never seem able to manage in bed.

You told me, you know, that you expected Cadman, that surly, dirty fellow, who delights to spoil my stones, and would like nothing better than to take the pattern out of our drawing-room Kidderminster.