When I came into the world--I don't know how you feel, miss; I protest against being brought into the world without asking my leave first--my mother was determined to dedicate me to piety, before I was out of my long clothes.

What name do you suppose she had me christened by?
She chose it, or made it, herself--the name of 'Righteous'! Righteous Rook! Was there ever a poor baby degraded by such a ridiculous name before?
It's needless to say, when I write letters, I sign R.Rook--and leave people to think it's Rosamond, or Rosabelle, or something sweetly pretty of that kind.
You should have seen my husband's face when he first heard that his sweetheart's name was 'Righteous'! He was on the point of kissing me, and he stopped.

I daresay he felt sick.

Perfectly natural under the circumstances." Alban tried to stop her again.

"What time does the train go ?" he asked.
Emily entreated him to restrain himself, by a look.