Don't you think so, Frisk ?' Frisk jumped, and barked, and twirled about in a very affirmative way.
'I should like to make up a match, it would be such fun.

And I think he is a very worthy, gentlemanly sort of man, though I shouldn't like him for myself, and he is not quite the sort of person that I could have supposed would have made such an impression on Serena.

But she would be such a capital clergyman's wife, and he would be so fond of her! But what should I do without her?
Get married myself?
The only man that I ever saw that I could marry won't marry; and then he doesn't care for me.

Heigho! this is an odd world.

All of us at cross-purposes.