The gravest rebuke, the most cutting sarcasm, were received with a merry twinkle of the eye or a rich swell of laughter.

She was bold, masculine, wild, and free, and I feared her as much as I would the wild-cat, after whom the doctor had christened her,--yet there was something about her that I liked.

It was probably the interest she professed in me, which must have been genuine.

It was impossible for her to affect any thing.
Who would dream of any one sporting with such a man as Mr.Regulus?
Yet she treated him exactly as if he were a great boy.

He had paid us his parting salutations, and was half-way down the steps before she was aware of his intended departure.
"You are not going so soon, indeed you are not," she exclaimed, running after him, seizing his hat, and setting it jauntily on her own head.