And he's a gentleman from head to heel, living on his own estate, and as fine a built man as ever rode in the Queen's army.

Oh, Miss Cicely, your star is at the top of the heavens this time, and I want you to let me know if there is anything you want in the way of hats or wraps or clothes, or anything of that kind.

It doesn't make the least difference to me, you know, just now, and we'll settle it all after a while.

It is the Christian duty for every young lady to look the smartest, especially at a time like this." Cicely, her face flushed, drew herself away.
"La Fleur," she said, speaking quickly and in a low voice, "you ought to be ashamed of yourself." And she hurried away, fearing that Mr.Haverley was waiting for her.
La Fleur was not a bit ashamed of herself; she chuckled as she went back to the kitchen.
"She's a young thing of brains and beauty," said she to herself, "and I don't doubt that she had the notion in her own mind.

But if it wasn't there, I have put it there, and if it was there, I've dished it and dressed it, and it will be like another thing to her.