I wish I could have made Charles come!" "Wouldn't he ?" "No"-- she looked a little troubled--"he couldn't think it would be quite right.

But I don't know--a sight like this takes me off my feet, shakes me up, and does _me_ a world of good!" "You dear, simple thing!" said Marcella, slipping her hand into Mary's as it lay on the bench.
"Oh, you needn't be so superior!" cried Mary,--"not for another year at least.

I don't believe you are much more used to it than I am!" "If you mean," said Marcella, "that I was never at anything so big and splendid as this before, you are quite right." And she looked round the room with that curious, cold air of personal detachment from all she saw, which had often struck Mary, and to-night made her indignant.
"Then enjoy it!" she said, laughing and frowning at the same time.
"That's a much more plain duty for _you_ than it was for Charles to stay at home--there! Haven't you been dancing ?" "No, Mr.Raeburn doesn't dance.

But he thinks he can get through the next Lancers if I will steer him." "Then I shall find a seat where I can look at you," said Mary, decidedly.

"Ah, there is Mr.Raeburn coming to introduce somebody to you.