"The audacious girl!" thought Mrs.Buckley; "I am afraid she will be a daughter of debate among us.

I wish she had not come home." While Mrs.Mayford continued,-- "I am far from saying, mind you, my dear Mrs.Buckley, that I don't consider Cecil might do far better for himself.

The girl is pretty, very pretty, and will have money.

But she is too decided, my dear.
Fancy a girl of her age expressing opinions! Why, if I had ventured to express opinions at her age, I----I don't know what my father would have said." "Depend very much on what sort of opinions they were; wouldn't it ?" said Mrs.Buckley.
"No; I mean any opinions.

Girls ought to have no opinions at all.
There, last night when the young men were talking all together, she must needs get red in the face and bridle up, and say, 'She thought an Englishman who wasn't proud of Oliver Cromwell was unworthy of the name of an Englishman.' Her very words, I assure you.