You should have heard her this morning." "And she broke an ink-bottle," added Beth Broadway.
"Well, she's not perfect yet, of course, but I stick to it that she's improved." "Oh, I dare say! But Ulyth's welcome to keep her cub.

She'll always be more or less of a trial.

What else can you expect?
'What's bred in the bone will come out!'" "Yes, I'm a great believer in heredity," urged Beth, taking up the cudgels for her chum.

"If you have ancestors it gives you a decided pull." "Everybody has ancestors, you goose," corrected Gertrude.
"Well, of course I mean aristocratic ones.

The others don't count.