To hear him sing and play was delightful! And yet he was such a scamp--a downright villain." "My dear Mrs.Brereton," said Dr.Grey, "nobody is quite a villain at twenty.

And if he were, don't you think that the less we talk about villains the better ?" So the conversation dropped--dropped as things do drop every day, under the smooth surface of society, which handles so lightly edged tools, and treads so gaily upon bomb-shells, with the fuses just taken out in time.
"I am very tired," said Mrs.Grey, while Dr.Grey was seeing the last of the visitors to their carriage.

"I think I will go at once to my own room".
"Do so," replied Aunt Maria.

"Indeed, it has been a very fatiguing day for you, and for us all.

Go, and I will tell Arnold you are dressing.