What I Mean Is, Like

Has No One Ever Told You That It Is The Height Of Impropriety To Kiss Any Gentleman, Unless You Have The Intention Of Accompanying Him Immediately To The Altar?

The Charm Of Your Society, My Sparrow, Lies In Not Knowing What Will You Say Next - Though One Rapidly Learns To Fear The Worst!

Speed Is The Curse Of The Age.

[...]if You Talk Any More Flummery To Me, Frederica, I Shall Give You One Of My—er—icy Set-downs!”(alverstoke)

Horatia Said Eagerly: "oh, You Will Take M-me Instead?" "no," Said Rule, With A Faint Smile. "i Won't Do That. But I Will Engage Not To Marry Your Sister. It's Not Necessary To Offer Me An Exchange, My Poor Child." "b-but It Is!" Said Horatia Vigorously. "one Of Us M-must Marry You!