You are a handsome man, you know." "Nonsense," he replied.
"Your grandmother was a very handsome woman," said Mrs.Witherspoon.
"She had jet-black hair, and her teeth were like pearls.

Ellen, what did Mr.Coglin say when you gave him the slippers ?" Mr.Coglin was a clergyman.
"Oh, he thanked me, of course.

He couldn't very well have said, 'Take them away.'" "But did you tell him that you embroidered them with your own hands ?" "Yes, I told him." "Then what did he say ?" "He pretended to be greatly surprised, and said something, but I have forgotten what it was.

Mrs.Brooks is awful tiresome with her 'Yes, indeed,' isn't she?
Seems to me that I'd learn something else." "She's hardly so tiresome with her 'Yes, indeed,' as her father is with his 'Hah, hah, my dear Mr.Witherspoon,'" Henry replied.
"But he is a very old man, my son," said Mrs.Witherspoon, "and you must excuse him.

I have heard that he was quite aristocratic before the war." "Oh, he never was aristocratic," Ellen declared.