I have only come to my lacerated affections." "How slow you are! Your Aunt Mary does pound away.

She has a touch as light as a coal-sack.

The wonder to me is how she ever captured poor old Blore." "Perhaps she did it by letter.

She writes uncommonly well.

'Magdalen's joyless homelife of incessant, unselfish service.' That is very well put, isn't it?
And so is this: 'It is your duty now to inform him that you withdraw all opposition to the renewal of the engagement, and to invite him to Priesthope.' Really, Aunt Mary sticks at nothing.