Poor girl! she broke her neck down stairs at a christening.

To be sure I shall never meet with her fellow! But never you mind that; I do not doubt that I shall find more in you upon further acquaintance.

As coy and bashful as you seem, I dare say you are rogue enough at bottom.

When I have touzled and rumpled you a little, we shall see.

I am no chicken, miss, whatever you may think.