A Frenchwoman must be in the mode.
Anybody else would have told you to copy yourself.

Fashions are a sealed book to me, but I do claim a certain taste in colour effect, and you have gratified it." "And have you nothing nice to say to me, Mr.Brett ?" pouted Helen.
"So much that I must remain dumb.

I have a vivid recollection of Mr.
Hume's tragic air when he asked me to give you 'his kind regards.'" "The dear boy! You have not yet told us why you left him in London." In view of Mrs.Capella's outspokenness concerning her cousin, this was a poser.

Brett fenced with the query, and the announcement of dinner stopped all personal references.

The barrister's eyes wandered round the dining-room.