Such A Letter Was Not To Be

Whom Are You Going To Dance With?' Asked Mr. Knightley. She Hesitated A Moment And Then Replied, 'with You, If You Will Ask Me.' Will You?' Said He, Offering His Hand. Indeed I Will. You Have Shown That You Can Dance, And You Know We Are Not Really So Much Brother And Sister As To Make It At All Improper.' Brother And Sister! No, Indeed.

The Little Bit (two Inches Wide) Of Ivory On Which I Work With So Fine A Brush As Produces Little Effect After Much Labour.

Nobody, Who Has Not Been In The Interior Of A Family, Can Say What The Difficulties Of Any Individual Of That Family May Be.

But People Themselves Alter So Much, That There Is Something New To Be Observed In Them For Ever.

In Every Power, Of Which Taste Is The Foundation, Excellence Is Pretty Fairly Divided Between The Sexes.