As I said, she isn't what _you_ would call a lady; but there's nothing much to find fault with even in her manners.

And the long and the short of it is, I'm in love with her." "And she has promised to marry you ?" "Well, not in so many words.

She seems to have scruples--difference of position, and that kind of thing." "Very reasonable scruples, no doubt." "Quite right that she should think of it in that way, at all events.
But I believe it was practically settled yesterday.

She isn't in very brilliant health, poor girl! I want to get her away from that beastly place as soon as possible.

I shall give myself a longish holiday, and take her on to the Continent.