She was not what may be called a close reasoner, but she was roughly effective.

Many a general has won a victory not by the accuracy, but by the volume of his fire.
"What will become of France," she cried to Albert's retreating back as he walked to and fro, "if none of the old families has a son to bless itself with?
And Heaven knows that there are few enough remaining now.
Besides, you will want to marry some day, and what will your bride say when you have no money?
There are no dots growing in the hedgerows now.
Not that I am a stickler for a dot.

Give me heart, I always say, and keep the money yourself.

And some day you will find a loving heart, but no dot.

And there is a tragedy at once--ready made.