But proceed, I beg.

You give me hope, mistress." "They send their compliments, and would be prodigiously obliged if you was to give yourself the trouble of stepping below." "Of stepping below ?" he inquired, head on one side, solemn eyes upon the hostess.

"Would it be impertinent to inquire what they may want with me ?" "I think they want you for a witness, sir." "For a witness?
Am I to testify to the lady's perfection of face and shape, to the heaven that sits in her eyes, to the miracle she calls her ankle?
Are these and other things besides of the same kind what I am required to witness?
If so, they could not have sent for one more qualified.

I am an expert, ma'am." "Oh, sir, nay!" she laughed.

"'Tis a marriage they need you for." Mr.Caryll opened his queer eyes a little wider.