I'm sure she's nearer sixty than fifty." "I'm glad to see you remember your dates so well." "It's a pity she should not remember hers in the way she dresses," said the Duchess.
This was marvellous to him,--that his wife, who as Lady Glencora Palliser had been so conspicuous for a wild disregard of social rules as to be looked upon by many as an enemy of her own class, should be so depressed by not being allowed to be the Queen's head servant as to descend to personal invective! "I'm afraid," said he, attempting to smile, "that it won't come within the compass of my office to effect or even to propose any radical change in her Grace's apparel.
But don't you think that you and I can afford to ignore all that ?" "I can certainly.

She may be an antiquated Eve for me." "I hope, Cora, you are not still disappointed because I did not agree with you when you spoke about the place for yourself." "Not because you did not agree with me,--but because you did not think me fit to be trusted with any judgment of my own.

I don't know why I'm always to be looked upon as different from other women,--as though I were half a savage." "You are what you have made yourself, and I have always rejoiced that you are as you are, fresh, untrammelled, without many prejudices which afflict other ladies, and free from bonds by which they are cramped and confined.

Of course such a turn of character is subject to certain dangers of its own." "There is no doubt about the dangers.

The chances are that when I see her Grace I shall tell her what I think about her." "You will I am sure say nothing unkind to a lady who is supposed to be in the place she now fills by my authority.