Her vanity was like a hungry fish.

It rose to everything.
"A chair in this room." "A modest desire," she said.

"Is that really all you want in this world ?" "No," he answered, looking at her.
She gave a little laugh and moved rather hurriedly.
"I was going to suggest that you could have both at certain fixed periods--whenever--I am out." "I am glad you did not suggest it." "Why ?" she asked sharply.
"Because I should have had to go into explanations.

I did not say all." Mrs.Bamborough was looking into the fire, only half listening to him.
There was something in the nature of a duel between these two.

Each thought more of the next stroke than of the present party.
"Do you ever say all, M.de Chauxville ?" she asked.
The baron laughed.