I don't like the woman, never did.

Her airs and graces always rub me up wrong way.

Why couldn't Sir Giles have married in his own set?
He probably wouldn't be so fond of the whiskey bottle now if he had." "I must say I like Lady Carfax," broke in the woman with decision.
"Whatever her origin, that queenliness of hers is not assumed.

I believe her to be intensely reserved, and, perhaps for that very reason, I have a genuine admiration for her." "My dear Mrs.Randal, you'd find points to admire in a wax candle," grunted the Major.

"She always makes me think of one; pale and pure and saintly--I can't stand the type.