"Sir Brian Newcome," she would say, "is one of the most stupid and respectable of men; Anne is clever, but has not a grain of common sense.

They make a very well assorted couple.

Her flightiness would have driven any man crazy who had an opinion of his own.

She would have ruined any poor man of her own rank; as it is, I have given her a husband exactly suited for her.

He pays the bills, does not see how absurd she is, keeps order in the establishment, and checks her follies.
She wanted to marry her cousin, Tom Poyntz, when they were both very young, and proposed to die of a broken heart when I arranged her match with Mr.Newcome.A broken fiddlestick! she would have ruined Tom Poyntz in a year; and has no more idea of the cost of a leg of mutton, than I have of algebra." The Countess of Kew loved Brighton, and preferred living there even at the season when Londoners find such especial charms in their own city.
"London after Easter," the old lady said, "was intolerable.