Old-fashioned names are the best and sweetest in my opinion.

If you're going to get tea you might send the young doctor to talk to me.

He's been lying on the sofa in that office ever since I came, laughing fit to kill over what I've been saying." "How did you know ?" cried Anne, too aghast at this instance of Miss Cornelia's uncanny prescience to make a polite denial.
"I saw him sitting beside you when I came up the lane, and I know men's tricks," retorted Miss Cornelia.

"There, I've finished my little dress, dearie, and the eighth baby can come as soon as it pleases.".