Is that the way with a boy, Mr.
Secretary?
I must have another talk with the gentleman, my dear.

You are Aminta to me.' 'Always Aminta to you,' was the reply, tenderly given.
'But as for comprehending him, I'm as far off that as Lady de Culme, who hasn't the liking for him I have.' 'The earl ?' said Aminta, showing by her look that she was in the same position.
Mrs.Lawrence shrugged: 'I believe men and women marry in order that they should never be able to understand one another.

The riddle's best read at a moderate distance.

It 's what they call the golden mean; too close, too far, we're strangers.

I begin to understand that husband of mine, now we're on bowing terms.