Strong and cheerful, and firm and courteous; not rash, yet valiant; he was the aspirant to woo Destiny herself, and to win from her stone eyeballs a beam almost loving.
In the profession he had adopted, his success was now quite decided.
Within the last three months he had taken this house (a small chateau, they told me, about half a league without the Porte de Crecy); this country site being chosen for the sake of his mother's health, with which town air did not now agree.

Hither he had invited Mrs.Bretton, and she, on leaving England, had brought with her such residue furniture of the former St.Ann's Street mansion as she had thought fit to keep unsold.

Hence my bewilderment at the phantoms of chairs, and the wraiths of looking-glasses, tea-urns, and teacups.
As the clock struck eleven, Dr.John stopped his mother.
"Miss Snowe must retire now," he said; "she is beginning to look very pale.

To-morrow I will venture to put some questions respecting the cause of her loss of health.

She is much changed, indeed, since last July, when I saw her enact with no little spirit the part of a very killing fine gentleman.