Did you send her ?" "Of course.

I wanted you to make friends." "That we should never do! We were simply born to dislike each other." "I never heard anything so unreasonable!" said Buntingford warmly.
"Cynthia is a very good creature, and can be excellent company." Helena gave a shrug.
"What does all that matter ?" she said slowly--"when one has instincts--and intuitions.

No!--don't let's talk any more about Lady Cynthia.

But--there's something--please, Cousin Philip--I want to say--I may as well say it now." He looked at her rather astonished, and, dimly as he saw her in the shadow they had just entered, it seemed to him that her aspect had changed.
"What is it?
I hope nothing serious." "Yes--it is serious, to me.

I hate apologizing!--I always have." "My dear Helena!--why should you apologize?
For goodness' sake, don't! Think better of it." "I've got to do it," she said firmly, "Cousin Philip, you were quite right about that man, Jim Donald, and I was quite wrong.