One topic, that might have been interesting to the readers of this tale, was avoided by them both.

They had now come to have a high opinion of each other's penetration, and it made them rather timid and reserved on that subject.
Grace was dressed, and just going down, when she found she wanted a pin.
She asked Jael for one.
Jael looked aghast.

"Oh, miss, I'd rather you would take one, in spite of me." "Well, so I will.

There!" And she whipped one away from the bosom of Jael's dress.
"Mind, I never gave it you." "No.

I took it by brute force." "I like you too well to give you a pin." "May I venture to inquire what would be the consequence ?" "Ill luck, you may be sure.