"Surely, you cannot mean what you say!" "Like mother, like child! Let but disobedience and disrespect get possession of a wife, and they are certain to run through a whole family, even though there were a dozen children! Harkee, Miss Mildred, it is _you_ who don't happen to know what you say, while I understand myself as well as most parents.

Your mother would never acquaint you with what I feel it a duty to put plainly before your judgment; and, therefore, I expect you to listen as becomes a dutiful and affectionate child.

You can secure either of these young Wychecombes, and either of them would be a good match for a poor, disgraced, sailing-master's daughter." "Father, I shall sink through the floor, if you say another word, in this cruel manner!" "No, dear; you'll neither sink nor swim, unless it be by making a bad, or a good choice.

Mr.Thomas Wychecombe is Sir Wycherly's heir, and must be the next baronet, and possessor of this estate.

Of course he is much the best thing, and you ought to give him a preference." "Dutton, _can_ you, as a father and a Christian, give such heartless counsel to your own child!" exclaimed Mrs.Dutton, inexpressibly shocked at the want of principle, as well as at the want of feeling, discovered in her husband's advice.
"Mrs.Martha Dutton, I can; and believe the counsel to be any thing but heartless, too.