But yours seem to me very clear and very good." "If I were to go to Japan next winter you would laugh at me," she went on.
Osmond gave a smile--a keen one, but not a laugh, for the tone of their conversation was not jocose.

Isabel had in fact her solemnity; he had seen it before.

"You have one!" "That's exactly what I say.

You think such an idea absurd." "I would give my little finger to go to Japan; it's one of the countries I want most to see.

Can't you believe that, with my taste for old lacquer ?" "I haven't a taste for old lacquer to excuse me," said Isabel.
"You've a better excuse--the means of going.