‘But, do not imagine I have always been a die-away swain. No: I have frequented the cheerful haunts of men, and wit!’
What a charming amusement for young people this is, Mr. Darcy! There is nothing like dancing after all. I consider it as one of the first refinements of polished society.
One might have hoped for more about the Widened Lines and about the G.C. approach to Marylebone—but it is ungracious to point to omissions when so much is contained within 260 pages.
But the gallant D’Oyley, landing at the head of his well disciplined band, immediately attacked the Spaniards in their intrenchments, carried the principal fortress by a vigorous assault, destroyed one half of Arnaldo’s forces, and compelled him to return to Cuba with the remainder […]
