She was pretty, but hers was not the kind of prettiness to be loaded with too sumptuous accessories, and jeweled head-dresses are dangerous--they may emphasize the wrongness of the wearer.
"I said Miss Vertrees seems to be starting pretty strong with Jim," repeated Mr.Lamhorn.
"I heard you." There was a latent discontent always somewhere in her eyes, no matter what she threw upon the surface of cover it, and just now she did not care to cover it; she looked sullen.

"Starting any stronger than you did with Edith ?" she inquired.
"Oh, keep the peace!" he said, crossly.

"That's off, of course." "You haven't been making her see it this evening--precisely," said Sibyl, looking at him steadily.

"You've talked to her for--" "For Heaven's sake," he begged, "keep the peace!" "Well, what have you just been doing ?" "SH!" he said.

"Listen to your father-in-law." Sheridan was booming and braying louder than ever, the orchestra having begun to play "The Rosary," to his vast content.
"I COUNT THEM OVER, LA-LA-TUM-TEE-DUM," he roared, beating the measures with his fork.