There has never been a doubt about that; but when a woman is in deep mourning one hardly thinks about her beauty." Oh, Harry, Harry, how could you be so false?
"I thought young widows were always particularly charming," said Fanny; "and when one remembers about Lord Ongar one does not think of her being a widow so much as one would do if he had been different." "I don't know anything about that," said he.

He felt that he was stupid, and that he blundered in every word, but he could not help himself.

It was impossible that he should talk about Lady Ongar with proper composure.

Fanny saw that the subject annoyed him and that it made him cross, and she therefore ceased.

"She wrote a very nice letter to your mother about the poor child, and about her sister," said the rector.