I'd never worry about that, if I were you." "Wouldn't you ?" Elisabeth was at war with him, but she was not insensible to the consolation he never failed to afford her when things went wrong.
"Good gracious, no! England is so well looked after, with county councils and such, that even if an epidemic came here they'd stamp it out like one o'clock.

Don't frighten yourself with bogeys, Elisabeth, there's a good girl!" "I feel just the same about newspapers now that I used to feel about Lalla Rookh," said Elisabeth confidentially.
Christopher was puzzled.

"I'm afraid I don't see quite the connection, but I have no doubt it is there, like Mrs.Wilfer's petticoat." "In Cousin Maria's copy of Lalla Rookh there is a most awful picture of the Veiled Prophet of Khorassan; and when I was little I went nearly mad with terror of that picture.

I used to go and look at it when nobody was about, and it frightened me more and more every time." "Why on earth didn't you tell me about it ?" "I don't know.

I felt I wouldn't tell anybody for worlds, but must keep it a ghastly secret.