"She was immensely flattered. She said he was a true gentleman, and when we told him we thought he'd have had a fit."
"He didn't really make love to her. He was too kind. He used to pay her a lot of attention, and asked her to teach him to spell."
"He wrote us a letter when he'd gone back and spelt appearance with one 'p.'"
"And other mistakes too. But we did adore him."
"Old Mr. Marsh was at the wedding. We think he proposed to Toby Dexter afterwards, but she would never tell us. He drank too much champagne."
"Now Nancy you are not to say things like that," said Miss Bird, quite in her old authoritative manner.
Nancy embraced her warmly. "You're too sweet for words," she said. "Uncle Herbert and Aunt Emmeline and Angela came. Angela is going to be married in June at Holy Trinity, Sloane Street, and we're to be bridesmaids; and to sweet Sue Clinton, too, at St. George's, Hanover Square. Our portraits will be in the papers, and we'll send you copies. We shall be much admired."
"Uncle Herbert was very angelic. He talked about Ibsen to Miss Phipp, and when she found out that he had been a Liberal member of Parliament she almost wept for joy. We didn't know she was a Radical before, but if Uncle Herbert was one, they can't be as bad as father makes out."
"She's a suffragette too, but she has never been able to answer father's question, 'Who would cook the dinner on polling-day?'"
"Well, she's answered it, but father won't listen to her."