While each should feel, what neither cared to acknowledge, that stories oft-repeated may, at last, come to lose some of their grace by the repetition.
_Lovel_.

Which both of you may yet live long enough to discover.

For, take my word for it, Margaret is a bird that will come back to you without a lure.
_Wood_.

Never, never, Lovel.

Spite of my levity, with tears I confess it, she was a lady of most confirmed honor, of an unmatchable spirit, and determinate in all virtuous resolutions; not hasty to anticipate an affront, nor slow to feel, where just provocation was given.
_Lovel_.