"Lady Eustace, I cannot take charge of Mrs. Carbuncle's friendships. I have enough to do to look after my own. If you have any complaint to make against me,—I will at least listen to it."
"God knows I do not want to make complaints," said Lizzie, covering her face with her hands.
"They don't do much good;—do they? It's better to take people as you find 'em, and then make the best of 'em. They're a queer lot;—ain't they,—the sort of people one meets about in the world?"
"I don't know what you mean by that, Lord George."
"Just what you were saying, when you talked of your experiences. These experiences do surprise one. I have knocked about the world a great deal, and would have almost said that nothing would surprise me. You are no more than a child to me, but you have surprised me."
"I hope I have not injured you, Lord George."
"Do you remember how you rode to hounds the day your cousin took that other man's horse? That surprised me."
"Oh, Lord George, that was the happiest day of my life. How little happiness there is for people!"
"And when Tewett got that girl to say she'd marry him, the coolness with which you bore all the abomination of it in your house,—for people who were nothing to you;—that surprised me!"
"I meant to be so kind to you all."