Well, she's asked me to go and visit her in Montreal in the slack time this next winter; and she's such a good boarder every summer, you know, Mr.Hutchins is quite set on me going.
She's promised to take me to parties and concerts, and the big rink, and what not.

Ah, Miss Sophia, you never thought I could come that sort of thing so soon, did you ?" "And are you not going ?" Sophia's question arose from a certain ring of mockery in Eliza's relation of her triumph.
"No, I'm not going a step.

D'you think I'm going to be beholden to her, vulgar old thing! And besides, she talks about getting me married.

I think there's nothing so miserable in the world as to be married." "Most women are much happier married." Sophia said this with orthodox propriety, although she did not altogether believe it.
"Yes, when they can't fend for themselves, poor things.

But to be for ever tied to a house and a man, never to do just what one liked! I'm going to take pattern by you, Miss Sophia, and not get married." Eliza went back to the village, and Sophia turned toward the pasture and the college.