I mean to buy some paper, and work away at my novel in the evenings next week; but as we have come up to London expressly to have our education perfected, and our gifts developed, don't you think I ought to be having some lessons in English style?
After all, Primrose, I do not think Mrs.Flint's way of speaking was correct.

Arthur Noel did not talk in the least like her, nor did dear Mrs.Ellsworthy; and after all, they are a real lady and gentleman.

I wonder, Primrose, who would teach me proper style.

I wish I could meet Arthur Noel again, that he might tell me!" "Oh, Jasmine, it is dreadful of you to speak of a perfect stranger by his Christian name! Don't do it, dear--I know it is not right." "He did not seem the least like a stranger," said Jasmine, pushing back her curling locks.

"Well, Rose, who is to teach me style ?--you see, if I am to earn money by my pen I must be polished up.