And the whole affair is so ill-bred; one would know Helen was not all a Howe.

I always felt there was something lacking in Charles Jeffrey, though poor dear Mary was so infatuated.

Yes, I remember, when that sister of his came here to visit us, I did not feel sure, not at all sure, that the Jeffreys were really well-born people.
She used to sit up straight and uncomfortable in a carriage.

I never saw her lean back, and I always said that that girl's grandmother wasn't used to riding in carriages! So you see, that's where Helen gets her--her bad taste." "Well, don't talk about it," said Dr.Howe, walking restlessly back and forth.
Mrs.Dale took off her glasses, and rubbed them on the corner of her black silk apron.

"It would never have happened," she said positively, "if they had had children.