"Never mind the years, mother. It is very nice of the Bailie to remember so long."
"I always made long—I may say lasting impressions, Isabel. It was my way—or gift—a kind of power I had. People who once know me, never forget me. It is rather a peculiar power, I think."
"Christina seems very happy, mother."
"Of course she is happy! It would be a black, burning shame if she were not. Sir Thomas is all she deserves, and more too, yet I am glad he has withdrawn himself to-night, for I am fairly fagged out with fine dinners, and I shall tell McNab to give us some mutton broth and collops to-night. It will be a thanksgiving to have the plainest dinner she can cook."
"Christina may not like it."
"Then she can dislike it. I am not fearing Christina. I wish you would ask Dora what she is going to wear."
"Tell Robert to do so."
"I have heard tell of no new dress, and it would be just like her to wear her own wedding dress."
"Is there anything against her doing so?"
"Is there anything against it? Certainly there is. We do not want any one in white satin but Christina."