There is the same cast of features, the same indescribable air of--But no; no.

This lady is too young for that.' 'I think you can tell the gentleman, brother-in-law, if it concerns him to know,' said Mrs Nickleby, acknowledging the compliment with a graceful bend, 'that Kate Nickleby is my daughter.' 'Her daughter, my lord!' cried Sir Mulberry, turning to his friend.
'This lady's daughter, my lord.' 'My lord!' thought Mrs Nickleby.

'Well, I never did--' 'This, then, my lord,' said Sir Mulberry, 'is the lady to whose obliging marriage we owe so much happiness.

This lady is the mother of sweet Miss Nickleby.

Do you observe the extraordinary likeness, my lord?
Nickleby--introduce us.' Ralph did so, in a kind of desperation.
'Upon my soul, it's a most delightful thing,' said Lord Frederick, pressing forward.