Her head was nobly shaped, her figure was tall and beautiful, her grey eyes haunted one.

I never took any lady to dinner who gave me so little trouble.

When we had been together for two minutes, I felt as if I had known her for years.
"Well, what do you think of her ?" said Polly, when we met in the drawing-room.

Polly had been taken in by Mr.Clerke, and they had neither of them paid much attention to what the other was saying.
Maria had said "yes" and "no" alternately to the observations of the elderly and Honourable Mr.Edward Glynn; but as he was deaf this mattered the less.
"Was I right ?" said Polly.
"No," said I; "she's not a bit strong-minded." Polly laughed.
"I'll say one thing for her," said I; "I don't mind how often I take her in to dinner.

She doesn't expect you to make conversation." "Why, my dear Regie," said Polly, "you've been talking the whole of dinner-time!" Leo had seated himself by the heiress.