She only comes to The Rigs when she isn't occupied with smart friends and is rather dull--I don't see her in her more exalted moments; but I assure you, after she has done talking about 'the County,' and after the full blast of 'dear Lady Tweedie' is over, she is a very pleasant companion, and has nice delicate sorts of thoughts.

She's really far too clever to be as silly as she sometimes is--I can't quite understand her.

Perhaps she does it to please her mother." "Jean's disgustingly fond of finding out the best in people," Pamela objected.
"Priorsford is a most charming town," said Mr.Elliot, "but I never find its inhabitants interesting." "No," Jean said, "but you don't try, do you?
You stay here in your 'wild glen sae green,' and only have your own friends to visit you--" "Are you," Pamela asked Lewis, "like a woman I know who boasts that she knows no one in her country place, but gets her friends and her fish from London ?" "No, I'm not in the least exclusive, only rather _blate_, and, I suppose, uninterested.

Do you know, I was rather glad to hear you begin to slang the unfortunate Miss Duff-Whalley.

It was more like the Pamela Reston I used to know.