I have great hopes of your making a really first-class match." "I could not make a better match," Bertha said, indignantly.

"No one could be kinder or nicer than Major Mallett, and we know how brave he is and how he has distinguished himself, and he has a good estate and everything that anyone could wish; only unfortunately I do not love him--at least not in that way.

He has never shown me what I should consider any particular attention, and never talked to me in the way men do when they are making love to a girl.
Nothing could be nicer, and it was all the nicer because I never thought of this.

I suppose it is because he is so different from some of the men I met in town last season, who always seemed to be trying to get round me.

No, I know it is not a nice expression, mamma, but you know what I mean." "I know, my dear," her mother smiled.