"Probably not. I don't think angels are desirable wives as a rule."
"Oh, yes they are, dear," said Errington fondly, pausing near her, "you are an angel."
"A very prosaic angel, I'm afraid."
"Good enough for me anyhow."
"Isn't that rather a doubtful compliment?"
"Do you think so? Well, now I come to think of it, perhaps it is a little doubtful. But I haven't got the gift of tongues like Eustace; you should hear him talk, Alizon."
"If his talk is like his books I don't think I shall like it."
"Eh!--why not? I haven't read them, but I hear they're deuced clever."
"Too much so, cynical and bitter."
"That's just like his own character. Eustace is the most pessimistic man I know."