“A very ‘Timor-lame,’ this prince of great chances and mean ways.”
“Time and trial repaired Jacob’s spotted soul.”
“There was much room for the mending, I do vow.”
“His weightings bespeak some charity. Think; a weak mother, one designing wife, and plenty of wealth!”
“Well, ’tis true, these were enough to have undone St. Anthony, if the devil had only thought to have tried them all at once upon him!”
“Sir Charleroy swings back to his old bitterness toward women; did he never love one?”
“No, not as a lover. I was never tried except by designing coquetries that nauseated finally.”
“Perhaps, like most solitary men, thou so revered thyself by habit that there was no room for other person in thy heart.”
“I never met one I deemed perfect and available.”