It is such a pretty place, and she was always so fond of it.' 'Oh, it is pretty enough,' with a discontented air; 'but life in a village is a very tame affair.

There are not more than four families in the whole place whom we can visit, and when we want a little gaiety we have to drive into Pinkerton.' 'I think it would be good for Lesbia's health, Mrs.Fullerton.' 'Well, well,' a little peevishly, 'we must talk to Dr.Pratt about it.
But how is Lesbia to settle well if I bury her in that poky little village?
Perhaps I ought not to say so to you, Ursula; but poor dear Charlie has been dead these two years, so there can be no harm in speaking of such things now.

But Sir Henry Sinclair is here a great deal, and there is no mistaking his intentions, only Lesbia keeps him at such a distance.' I thought it very bad taste of Mrs.Fullerton always to talk to me about Lesbia's suitors.

Lesbia never mentioned such things herself.

As far as I could judge, she was very shy with them all.