"If you look at me like that much longer I shall be obliged to kiss you, although I would rather wait till you came offering me a kiss.

Pretty spitfire! Where have they been hiding you?
I had no idea, till I saw you the other day at the Creamery, that there was anything so pretty hereabouts.

I generally find out what there is delectable in the way of femininity before I am forty-eight hours in a place.

You have no idea of what an adorable little modesty you looked with your white arms plunged in the milk.

You took the shine out of the ladies, my dear." I could only look at him with steady animosity, while my hand on her collar kept poor Dido in check.