“She is innocence personified.”
“She’s an excellent musician.”
“And no one would suspect it, because she makes no pretensions.”
“Her aunt has no other heir; she’s an excellent match!”
“The man who gets her won’t make a bad speculation!”
“And he can be sure of his wife’s virtue.”
Annoyed by my silence, my sister addressed herself to me at last.
“Well, Eugène, tell us what you think of Mademoiselle de Pontchartrain.”
“My dear girl, what do you expect me to add to your eulogies of her?”
“Aren’t you of our opinion?”