You might know a gentleman when you see one--you might know a fine mind.

Mr.Osmond makes no mistakes! He knows everything, he understands everything, he has the kindest, gentlest, highest spirit.

You've got hold of some false idea.

It's a pity, but I can't help it; it regards you more than me." Isabel paused a moment, looking at her cousin with an eye illumined by a sentiment which contradicted the careful calmness of her manner--a mingled sentiment, to which the angry pain excited by his words and the wounded pride of having needed to justify a choice of which she felt only the nobleness and purity, equally contributed.

Though she paused Ralph said nothing; he saw she had more to say.