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It's downright stupid; two cousins with nothing a year between them, when no doubt each of them might do very well. They're well-born, and well-looking, and clever, and all that. It's absurd, and I don't suppose it will ever come to anything." "Did you tell Walter what you thought?" "Why should I tell him?
"Elegant, agreeable manners, I was prepared for," said he; "but I confess that, considering every thing, I had not expected more than a very tolerably well-looking woman of a certain age; I did not know that I was to find a pretty young woman in Mrs. Weston." "You cannot see too much perfection in Mrs.
They tell me he isn't even well-looking so that I have hopes of her. 'Well, well, said Kearney, 'he has done you a good turn, anyhow he has got Peter Gill out of the country. 'And it's the one thing that I can't forgive him, Mat, just the one thing that's fretting me now. I was living in hopes to see that scoundrel Peter on the table, and Counsellor Holmes baiting him in a cross-examination.
What was to be would be, and despite the rapids in their wooing, Alfred would find in Rosa a faithful, affectionate little wife, while she could never hope to secure a better, more indulgent, and, in most respects, more eligible, partner than the Ayletts' well-to-do, well-looking neighbor.
"Grandpa," said she, "don't you think Mr. Carleton has handsome eyes?" "Mr. Carleton? hum I don't know; I didn't look at his eyes. A very well-looking young man though very gentlemanly too." Fleda had heard all this and much more about her parents some dozens of times before; but she and her grandfather were never tired of going it over.
"Who is the May Queen?" inquired Sir Thomas Metcalfe, who had likewise drawn near, of a tall man holding a little girl by the hand. "Alizon, dowter of Elizabeth Device, an mey sister," replied James Device, gruffly. "Humph!" muttered Sir Thomas, "she is a well-looking lass. And she dwells here in Whalley, fellow?" he added. "Hoo dwells i' Whalley," responded Jem, sullenly.
Bernard, a clergyman, and recently the private tutor of Lord Montacute, a good scholar; in ecclesiastical opinions, what is called high and dry. He was about five-and-thirty; well-looking, bashful.
And indeed, she very soon grew plump and well-looking again. "Take my word for it," said Barbro, "it pulls you down a bit, a journey like that, and living in town like that." She hinted also at the temptations of life in Bergen one had to be careful there. But while they sat talking, she begged him to take in a paper a Bergen newspaper so that she could read a bit and see the news of the world.
"Ah!" he murmured, "you were always a little inclined that way." "I am curious about you," she continued. "You are, comparatively speaking, young, well-looking enough, and strong. Your hand is firmly planted upon the lever which moves the world. What are you going to do?" "That," he said, "depends upon many things." "You may be ambitious," she remarked. "If so, you conceal it admirably.
The wedding party had a breakfast above stairs, which lasted till four o'clock, and then the bridegroom took his bride in a barouche and pair, which was already crammed with his own luggage and hers. . . . He was a well-looking young man enough, in a uniform of French gray with silver epaulets; more agreeable in aspect than his bride, who, I think, will have the upper hand in their domestic life.
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