It ought to be done away with.

However, to go on, you see how admirably my marriage turned out.

Not a hitch anywhere.

Your poor dear uncle and I never had a quarrel.

I had only to express a wish, and it was gratified." "Poor dear uncle was so clever," says Mrs.Bethune, with lowered lids.
Again Margaret looks at her, but is hardly sure whether sarcasm is really meant.
"Clever?
Hardly, perhaps," says Lady Rylton meditatively.