"Where are the modern substitutes for conversation?
Oh, here they are!" He bowled the ball out before him on to the lawn, and tucked the mallet, as if it was an umbrella, under his arm.

"Who was the first mistaken person," he said to himself, as he briskly hobbled out, "who discovered that human life was a serious thing?
Here am I, with one foot in the grave; and the most serious question before me at the present moment is, Shall I get through the Hoops ?" Arnold and Blanche were left together.
Among the personal privileges which Nature has accorded to women, there are surely none more enviable than their privilege of always looking their best when they look at the man they love.

When Blanche's eyes turned on Arnold after her uncle had gone out, not even the hideous fashionable disfigurements of the inflated "chignon" and the tilted hat could destroy the triple charm of youth, beauty, and tenderness beaming in her face.

Arnold looked at her--and remembered, as he had never remembered yet, that he was going by the next train, and that he was leaving her in the society of more than one admiring man of his own age.
The experience of a whole fortnight passed under the same roof with her had proved Blanche to be the most charming girl in existence.

It was possible that she might not be mortally offended with him if he told her so.