I had a good mind to take his place in the middle of the hearth-rug, and say, "Farnaby, I am glad to see you." But I looked at his whiskers; and _they_ said to me, as plainly as words could speak, "Better not!" In five minutes more, Mrs.Farnaby joined us.
I wish I was a practised author--or, no, I would rather, for the moment, be a competent portrait-painter, and send you Mrs.Farnaby's likeness enclosed.

How I am to describe her in words, I really don't know.

My dear fellow, she almost frightened me.

I never before saw such a woman; I never expect to see such a woman again.

There was nothing in her figure, or in her way of moving, that produced this impression on me--she is little and fat, and walks with a firm, heavy step, like the step of a man.