You wouldn't think it to look at me--I'm a great reader." "Is it a long journey to Sir Jervis Redwood's house ?" Emily asked, at a loss what else to say to a woman who was already becoming unendurable to her.
Mrs.Rook looked at the journey from an oppressively cheerful point of view.
"Oh, Miss Emily, you shan't feel the time hang heavy in my company.

I can converse on a variety of topics, and if there is one thing more than another that I like, it's amusing a pretty young lady.

You think me a strange creature, don't you?
It's only my high spirits.

Nothing strange about me--unless it's my queer Christian name.

You look a little dull, my dear.