He had never before heard a lady say "hell" with that uncompromising sort of accent, and the sound pleased him from a lady's lips; he would fain have had Frances to strike the string again, but it was not in her way.

The display of eccentric vigour never gave her pleasure, and it only sounded in her voice or flashed in her countenance when extraordinary circumstances--and those generally painful--forced it out of the depths where it burned latent.
To me, once or twice, she had in intimate conversation, uttered venturous thoughts in nervous language; but when the hour of such manifestation was past, I could not recall it; it came of itself and of itself departed.

Hunsden's excitations she put by soon with a smile, and recurring to the theme of disputation, said-- "Since England is nothing, why do the continental nations respect her so ?" "I should have thought no child would have asked that question," replied Hunsden, who never at any time gave information without reproving for stupidity those who asked it of him.

"If you had been my pupil, as I suppose you once had the misfortune to be that of a deplorable character not a hundred miles off, I would have put you in the corner for such a confession of ignorance.

Why, mademoiselle, can't you see that it is our GOLD which buys us French politeness, German good-will, and Swiss servility ?" And he sneered diabolically.
"Swiss ?" said Frances, catching the word "servility." "Do you call my countrymen servile ?" and she started up.