But there, Fred can do his own fighting, I'll warrant.
He's not an ordinary man." "I'm sorry to say he isn't, grandmother.

If he were he would speak without a drawl, and get rid of his monocle, and not pay such minute attention to his coats and vests and walking sticks." Then Ethel proceeded to explain her resolves with regard to the Tyrrel-Rawdons.

"I shall pay them the greatest attention," she said.
"It was a noble thing in young Tyrrel-Rawdon to give up everything for honorable love, and I think everyone ought to have stood by him." "That wouldn't have done at all.

If Tyrrel had been petted as you think he ought to have been, every respectable young man and woman in the county would have married where their fancy led them; and the fancies of young people mostly lead them to the road it is ruin to take." "From what Fred Mostyn says, Tyrrel's descendants seem to have taken a very respectable road." "I've nothing to say for or against them.

It's years and years since I laid eyes on any of the family.