If she was an angel, there's just a chance that she may give Captain Osborn a wipe in the eye, though she is in her thirties." "It's not for _us_," said Jane, stiffly, "to discuss thirties or forties or fifties either, which are no business of ours.

There's one gentleman, and him a marquis, as chose her over the heads of two beauties in their teens, at least." "Well, for the matter of that," admitted the tall footman, "I'd have chose her myself, for she's a fine woman." Lady Maria was just on the point of leaving South Audley Street to make some visits in the North, but she came and lunched with Emily, and was in great form.
She had her own opinion of a number of matters, some of which she discussed, some of which she kept to herself.

She lifted her gold lorgnette and looked Emily well over.
"Upon my word, Emily," she said, "I am proud of you.

You are one of my successes.

Your looks are actually improving.