His manners were fine, for he remained standing after he entered until she had first seated herself, as if to say, "A gentleman will not sit while a lady stands." He had come to inquire if she wished to buy some cooking apples.
"They are very nice," said John Charles briskly, quite as if he were an old salesman.

"No mashed or decayed ones among them." "I have been wanting some apples," said Eliza.

"If I knew what yours were like I might buy some." "I have a few here to show," and John Charles drew from a small paper sack one or two bright rosy apples.

"There, try one," he said.

"You will find them nice and juicy and sour enough to cook quickly." Eliza bit into one and expressed her approval of the fruit.