But maybe it isn't the case.

I'll call to see Mrs.Meadowsweet this morning, and find out." "I would if I were you.

Beatrice is a fine girl, and mustn't throw herself away." "Throw herself away! Why, it's a splendid match for her.

A most aristocratic young man! One of the upper ten, and no mistake." "That's all you women think about.

Well, I'm off to the Bells now." The doctor presently reached that rather humble little dwelling where the Bell family enjoyed domestic felicity.
He was ushered in by the maid, who wore an important and mysterious face.