He's not important--no, he's not important; he's a man to whom importance is supremely indifferent.

If that's what you mean when you call him 'small,' then he's as small as you please.

I call that large--it's the largest thing I know.

I won't pretend to argue with you about a person I'm going to marry," Isabel repeated.

"I'm not in the least concerned to defend Mr.
Osmond; he's not so weak as to need my defence.