There was something in the calm disdain of it which pleased me, and struck me as characteristic.

She was George Sand, that was enough: you wanted no proof of it.

Robert observed that 'if any other mistress of a house had behaved so, he would have walked out of the room'-- but, as it was, no sort of incivility was meant.

In fact, we hear that she 'likes us very much,' and as we went away she called me 'chere Madame' and kissed me, and desired to see us both again.
I did not read myself the passage in question from Miss M.'s book.

I couldn't make up my mind, my courage, to look at it.