Dear me, dear me! a sad piece of work indeed." And Mrs.Fielden abstractedly picked up the scissors.
"It was not till our coming to town, and Mr.Mainwaring's visits to Lucretia, that her strength gave way." "A hard sight to bear,--I never could have borne it, my love.

If I had seen you paying court to another, I should have--I don't know what I should have done! But what an artful wretch this young Mainwaring must be." "Not very artful; for you see that he looks even sadder than Susan.
He got entangled somehow, to be sure.

Perhaps he had given up Susan in despair; and Miss Clavering, if haughty, is no doubt a very superior young lady; and, I dare say, it is only now in seeing them both together, and comparing the two, that he feels what a treasure he has lost.

Well, what do you advise, Mary?
Mainwaring, no doubt, is bound in honour to Miss Clavering; but she will be sure to discover, sooner or later, the state of his feelings, and then I tremble for both.

I'm sure she will never be happy, while he will be wretched; and Susan--I dare not think upon Susan; she has a cough that goes to my heart." "So she has; that cough--you don't know the money I spend on black-currant jelly! What's my advice?
Why, I'd speak to Miss Clavering at once, if I dared.