"I want to see her safely married--that's what I want to see," she frequently noted to her husband.
"Well, I must say I should have no particular desire to marry her," Edmund Ludlow was accustomed to answer in an extremely audible tone.
"I know you say that for argument; you always take the opposite ground.
I don't see what you've against her except that she's so original." "Well, I don't like originals; I like translations," Mr.Ludlow had more than once replied.

"Isabel's written in a foreign tongue.

I can't make her out.

She ought to marry an Armenian or a Portuguese." "That's just what I'm afraid she'll do!" cried Lilian, who thought Isabel capable of anything.
She listened with great interest to the girl's account of Mrs.
Touchett's appearance and in the evening prepared to comply with their aunt's commands.

Of what Isabel then said no report has remained, but her sister's words had doubtless prompted a word spoken to her husband as the two were making ready for their visit.