“Neither Men nor Women can think Sir George tolerable.”
“Well, well, (said he) we will not dispute about his Beauty, but your opinion of his Daughters is surely very singular, for if I understood you right, you said you did not find them so plain as you expected to do!”
“Why, do you find them plainer then?” (said I).
“I can scarcely beleive you to be serious (returned he) when you speak of their persons in so extroidinary a Manner. Do not you think the Miss Lesleys are two very handsome young Women?”
“Lord! No! (cried I) I think them terribly plain!”
“Plain! (replied He) My dear Susan, you cannot really think so! Why what single Feature in the face of either of them, can you possibly find fault with?”
“Oh! trust me for that; (replied I). Come I will begin with the eldest—with Matilda. Shall I, William?” (I looked as cunning as I could when I said it, in order to shame him).
“They are so much alike (said he) that I should suppose the faults of one, would be the faults of both.”
“Well, then, in the first place; they are both so horribly tall!”
“They are taller than you are indeed.” (said he with a saucy smile.)