"Very clever--the head of the school, as his father tells me--and so modest and unassuming--though I see his father is very proud of him." "Oh, I am sure they are so fond of each other," said Meta: "didn't you see his attentive ways to his father at luncheon! And, papa, I am sure you must like Dr.May, Mr.Wilmot's doctor, as much as I said you would." "He is the most superior man I have met with for a long time," said Mr.Rivers.

"It is a great acquisition to find a man of such taste and acquirements in this country neighbourhood, when there is not another who can tell a Claude from a Poussin.

I declare, when once we began talking, there was no leaving off--I have not met a person of so much conversation since I left town.

I thought you would like to see him, Meta." "I hope I shall know the Miss Mays some time or other." "That is the prettiest little fairy I ever did see!" was Dr.May's remark, as Norman drove from the door.
"How good-natured they are!" said Norman; "I just said something about Margaret, and she gave me all these flowers.

How Margaret will be delighted! I wish the girls could see it all!" "So you got on well with the ladies, did you ?" "They were very kind to me.