He had been most hasty in his judgment regarding his relatives in Hampshire.

All this, with many contrite expressions, he wrote in his second despatch to Virginia.

And he added, for it hath been hinted that the young gentleman did not spell at this early time with especial accuracy, "My cousin, the Lady Maria, is a perfect Angle." "Ille praeter omnes angulus ridet," muttered little Mr.Dempster, at home in Virginia.
"The child can't be falling in love with his angle, as he calls her!" cries out Mountain.
"Pooh, pooh! my niece Maria is forty!" says Madam Esmond.

"I perfectly well recollect her when I was at home--a great, gawky, carroty creature, with a foot like a pair of bellows." Where is truth, forsooth, and who knoweth it?
Is Beauty beautiful, or is it only our eyes that make it so?
Does Venus squint?
Has she got a splay-foot, red hair, and a crooked back?
Anoint my eyes, good Fairy Puck, so that I may ever consider the Beloved Object a paragon! Above all, keep on anointing my mistress's dainty peepers with the very strongest ointment, so that my noddle may ever appear lovely to her, and that she may continue to crown my honest ears with fresh roses! Now, not only was Harry Warrington a favourite with some in the drawing-room, and all the ladies of the servants'-hall, but, like master like man, his valet Gumbo was very much admired and respected by very many of the domestic circle.

Gumbo had a hundred accomplishments.