“One forms some idea of character from trifles light as air. How delightful this day is!”
“And now you really allow she may be called beautiful?”
“Yes, that is, with some expression of mind, heart, soul, which is what I look for in general,” said Beauclerc.
“In general, what can you mean by in general?”
“Not in particular; in particular cases I might think—I—I might feel—otherwise.”
“In particular, then, do you like fools that have no mind, heart, or soul, Granville?—Answer me.”
“Take care,” said he, “that horse is too spirited for a lady.”
“Not for me,” said Lady Cecilia; “but do not think you shall get off so; what did you mean?”
“My meaning lies too deep for the present occasion.”
“For the present company—eh?”