Discontented! no, indeed; I have only the unfortunate habit of speaking before I think.

I shall grow wiser as I grow older, I trust." He reached up to a branch that bent over the way-side, and breaking it off, began to strip it of its green leaves and scatter them in the path.
"You do not think me angry, Richard ?" I asked, catching some of the leaves, before they fell to the ground.

"I once felt all that you express; and I was doubly wrong; I was guilty of ingratitude, you only of thoughtlessness." "When does Mrs.Linwood expect her son ?" he asked abruptly.
"Next summer, I believe; I do not exactly know." "He will take strong hold of your poetic imagination.

There is something 'grand, gloomy, and peculiar' about him; a mystery of reserve, which oft amounts to haughtiness.

I am but very little acquainted with him, and probably never shall be.