"Society counts for so much with us.

I doubt if we should accept even an Abraham Lincoln: unless in some supreme crisis.

His wife rather handicaps him, too, doesn't she ?" "She wasn't born to be the chatelaine of Downing Street," Joan admitted.
"But it's not an official position." "I'm not so sure that it isn't," he laughed.

"It's the dinner-table that rules in England.

We settle everything round a dinner-table." She was sitting in front of the fire in a high-backed chair.