Daisy began to grow warm with trepidation.
"You must let your hair grow, Sandie--and comb out your long curls into your neck; so,--do you see?
And you will have to have a dress as much as Priscilla.

This tableau will be all in the dress, Mrs.Sandford." "We will have it.

That is easy." "Now, Alexander, look here, at the picture.

Take that attitude as nearly as you can, and I will stroke you into order .-- That is pretty well,--lean over a little more with that elbow on your knee,--you must be very much in earnest." "What am I doing ?" said Alexander, breaking from his prescribed attitude to turn round and face the company.
"You are making love to Priscilla; but the joke is, you have been persuaded to do it for somebody else, when all the time you would like to do it for yourself." "I wouldn't be such a gumph as that!" muttered Alexander as he fell back into position.

"Who am I, to begin with ?" "A highly respectable old Puritan.