My life will be sour grapes and ashes without you.
You look rather rash my dear your colors don’t quite match your face.
I am partial to ladies if they are nice. I suppose it is my nature. I am not quite a gentleman but you would hardly notice it.
Her name was called Lady Helena Herring and her age was 25 and she mated well with the earl.
Bernard always had a few prayers in the hall and some whiskey afterwards as he was rather pious.
My own idea is that these things are as piffle before the wind.
We must go for a day in the country and when surrounded by the gay twittering of the birds and the smell of the cows I will lay my suit at her feet and he waved his arm wildly at the gay thought.
I am very fond of fresh air and royalties.
Bernard placed one arm tightly round her. When will you marry me Ethel he uttered you must be my wife it has come to that I love you so intensly that if you say no I shall perforce dash my body to the brink of yon muddy river he panted wildly.