Oh no--I am not going to fall in love with him! It isn't in me to fall in love with anybody.

Do you remember what the last man whom I refused said of me?
"She has a machine on the left side of her that pumps blood through her body, but she has no heart." I pity the woman who marries _that_ man! One thing more, my dear.

This curious Amelius seems to notice trifles which escape men in general, just as _we_ do.

Towards the close of the evening, poor Mamma Farnaby fell into one of her vacant states; half asleep and half awake on the sofa in the back drawing-room.

"Your aunt interests me," he whispered.