If people haven't any money they can forego quarrels, unless they are forced upon them.

Quarrels are luxuries.

It really began to seem to me that all the opportunity for a lawyer in Banbridge was in the simple line of suing some one for debt, and there is always that way, which does seem to me rather dishonest, of putting the property out of one's hands." There was undoubtedly much truth in what Mrs.Sylvia Anderson said.
She was a shrewd old woman, with such a softly feminine manner that she misled people into thinking the contrary.

Banbridge folk rather pitied Randolph Anderson for having such a sweetly helpless and incapable mother, albeit very pretty and very much of a lady.
Mrs.Anderson was a large woman, but delicately articulated, with small hands, and such tiny feet that she toppled a little when she walked.

Her complexion was like a child's, and she fluffed her thick white locks over her ears and swathed her throat high in soft laces, concealing all the aged lines in face and figure with innocent feminine arts.
Randolph adored his mother.