When Fate Is Got It In For

There Is A Worse Tyranny Than That Of Ill-treatment. It Is The Tyranny Of Tears, Vapours, Appeals To Feelings Of Affection And Of Gratitude!

I Can't Imagine What Possessed You To Propose To Me." "well That Will Give You Something To Puzzle Over Any Time You Can't Sleep.

Do You Forget That I Am Your Sister?” “no; I’ve Never Been Granted The Opportunity To Forget It.

[...]my Memory Is Reasonably Good—unlike Yours, Dear Sir!” “mine Is Erratic,” He Said Imperturbably. “i Remember Only What Interests Me.

How Very Awkward Places We Do Choose In Which To Propose To One Another!' Remarked Mr. Beaumaris