I have spoken of you so often, Mr.Gusher, to my daughter, that we both feel as if we were well acquainted with you--" "Madam," interrupted Mr.Gusher, again putting his hand to his heart and making a formal bow, "you do me so many compliments as I don't deserve.
I have anticipated ze pleazure and ze honor so much to zee your daughter.

I am zure I shall be delight wiz her.

If I shall speak Englis so well as you, then I shall be so happy.

Then I makes myself agreeable to your daughter, I am so sure." Mr.Gusher was indeed quite embarrassed at the number of compliments Mrs.Chapman seemed inclined to bestow on him.
"Nyack is so dull and stupid--so very dull, Mr.Gusher.We only endure it, you know.

And there are so few nice people in it--so very few we care about associating with," resumed this fat, fussy woman, giving her head a toss and extending her hands.