"The wits that have just made a clever woman laugh must be whetted! Ha! ha! ha! Hasten, my good Jelly!" "Nay, there is no time, Sir Percy," interposed Marguerite.

"The skipper will be here directly and my brother must get on board, or the DAY DREAM will miss the tide." "Time, m'dear?
There is plenty of time for any gentleman to get drunk and get on board before the turn of the tide." "I think, your ladyship," said Jellyband, respectfully, "that the young gentleman is coming along now with Sir Percy's skipper." "That's right," said Blakeney, "then Armand can join us in the merry bowl.

Think you, Tony," he added, turning towards the Vicomte, "that the jackanapes of yours will join us in a glass?
Tell him that we drink in token of reconciliation." "In fact you are all such merry company," said Marguerite, "that I trust you will forgive me if I bid my brother good-bye in another room." It would have been bad form to protest.

Both Lord Antony and Sir Andrew felt that Lady Blakeney could not altogether be in tune with them at the moment.

Her love for her brother, Armand St.Just, was deep and touching in the extreme.