Did he mean the landscape or some other matter?
His tone was difficult to read--a feature peculiar to his tone.
"Not so shall I, sir," she made answer.

"I shall never think of it other than with burning cheeks--unless it be with gratitude to your shrewdness which saved me." "No more, I beg.

It is a matter painful to you to dwell on.

Let me exhort you to forget it.

I have already done so." "That is a sweet courtesy in you." "I am compounded of sweet courtesy," he informed her modestly.
His lordship spoke of departure, renewing his offer to carry Mr.Caryll to town in his chaise.