What Could He Mean By Speaking So,

Mrs Forrester ... Sat In State, Pretending Not To Know What Cakes Were Sent Up, Though She Knew, And We Knew, And She Knew That We Knew, And We Knew That She Knew That We Knew, She Had Been Busy All The Morning Making Tea-bread And Sponge-cakes.

He Had Not An Ounce Of Superfluous Flesh On His Bones, And Leanness Goes A Great Way Towards Gentility.

But Margaret Went Less Abroad, Among Machinery And Men; Saw Less Of Power In Its Public Effect, And, As It Happened, She Was Thrown With One Or Two Of Those Who, In All Measures Affecting Masses Of People, Must Be Acute Sufferers For The Good Of Many. The Question Always Is, Has Everything Been Done To Make The Sufferings Of These Exceptions As Small As Possible?

In All Disappointments Sympathy Is A Great Balm.

Only You're Right In Saying She's Too Good An Opinion Of Herself To Think Of You. The Saucy Jade! I Should Like To Know Where She'd Find A Better!