So they never could have met.

My dear discreet old sister, what tact you have! I have often said to myself, when I have seen you and he together, 'If she only knew who he was;'-- and to think of your knowing all the time.
Ha! ha! ha! That's very good." "I have lived long where tact is required, my dear brother.

See, there goes young Mr.Hawker!" "I'd sooner see him going home than coming here.

Now, I'd go out for a turn in the lanes, but I know I should meet half a dozen couples courting, as they call it.

Bah! So I'll stay in the garden." The Vicar was right about the lanes being full of lovers.