It was a little bad of you.—Trollope.
How cruel of me!—Collins.
He did not think it handsome of you.—Bulwer.
But this is idle of you.—Tennyson.
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Very natural in Mr. Hampden.—Carlyle.
It will be anything but shrewd in you.—Dickens.
That is very unreasonable in a person so young.—Beaconsfield.
I am wasting your whole morning—too bad in me.—Bulwer.