Unless I have got something special to say, I am dumb.
But now I have something special to say.

In spite of all that you tell me about Cecilia, I do not think it would do for us to venture upon marrying yet.

I know that you are willing to sacrifice everything, but I ought not on that account to accept a sacrifice.

I could not bear to see you poor and uncomfortable; and we should be very poor in London now-a-days with such an income as we should have.

If we were going to live here at Stratton, perhaps we might manage; but I feel sure that it would be imprudent in London.