The statesman had probably been sounder in his syntax, but his imitator had, no doubt, the advantage in other points.

Richard perused his composition several times, and sent it to the post.
At eleven o'clock Mrs.Mutimer descended to the hall, ready for her journey.

She would not enter any room.

Her eldest son came out to meet her, and got rid of the servant who had fetched a cab.
'Good-bye for the present, mother,' he said, giving his hand 'I hope you'll find everything just as you wish it.' 'If I don't, I shan't complain,' was the cold reply.
The old woman had clad herself, since her retreat, in the garments of former days; and the truth must be told that they did not add to the dignity of her appearance.

Probably no costume devisable could surpass in ignoble ugliness the attire of an English working-class widow when she appears in the streets.