Dispose of your afternoon, Blanche, without the slightest reference to me.

Nobody seems inclined to visit the ruins--the most interesting relic of feudal times in Perthshire, Mr.Brinkworth.

It doesn't matter--oh, dear me, it doesn't matter! I can't force my guests to feel an intelligent curiosity on the subject of Scottish Antiquities.
No! no! my dear Blanche!--it won't be the first time, or the last, that I have driven out alone.

I don't at all object to being alone.

'My mind to me a kingdom is,' as the poet says." So Lady Lundie's outraged self-importance asserted its violated claims on human respect, until her distinguished medical guest came to the rescue and smoothed his hostess's ruffled plumes.