"There was already a Sleeping Beauty in the Wood!" "Charming!" cried Mrs.Light.

"Do you hear that, my dear ?" "When the prince says a brilliant thing, it would be a pity to lose it," said the young girl.

"Your servant, sir!" And she smiled at him with a grace that might have reassured him, if he had thought her compliment ambiguous.
Roderick meanwhile had risen to his feet, and Mrs.Light began to exclaim on the oddity of their meeting and to explain that the day was so lovely that she had been charmed with the idea of spending it in the country.

And who would ever have thought of finding Mr.Mallet and Mr.
Hudson sleeping under a tree! "Oh, I beg your pardon; I was not sleeping," said Rowland.
"Don't you know that Mr.Mallet is Mr.Hudson's sheep-dog ?" asked Christina.

"He was mounting guard to keep away the wolves." "To indifferent purpose, madame!" said Rowland, indicating the young girl.
"Is that the way you spend your time ?" Christina demanded of Roderick.
"I never yet happened to learn what men were doing when they supposed women were not watching them but it was something vastly below their reputation." "When, pray," said Roderick, smoothing his ruffled locks, "are women not watching them ?" "We shall give you something better to do, at any rate.