But, as you know, that is not what I complain of.

If it were done for yourself, though it were the wildest vagary, I would learn to like it.

But it distresses me to think that what might have been good enough for our friends before should be thought to be insufficient because of the office I hold.

There is a--a--a--I was almost going to say vulgarity about it which distresses me." "Vulgarity!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her sofa.
"I retract the word.

I would not for the world say anything that should annoy you;--but pray, pray do not go on with it." Then again he left her.
Vulgarity! There was no other word in the language so hard to bear as that.