Helen interrupted her sister, by asking her opinion of the how the name, Gerald Vernon, sounded. Oh, charmingly! said Charlotte, and, raising herself above her sister, and reclining her splendid head upon her arm, continued she, Why, do you know such a one? I do, said Helen, It's a pretty name, that's all, and she tried to draw her sister's attention off, […]

I don't want any of your sarse, said the boy, scowling.

She splatted the roach with her shoe.

You're more beautiful than I ever imagined.