1 I have been making a duplicate of the catalogue of my father's books and pictures.
2 It must have been about the same time that he became known to my father and sister.
3 But I should like to know why, at that time of his life, he should slight my father's acquaintance as he did.
4 One would imagine you had never heard my father speak of her personal misfortunes, though I know you must fifty times.
5 Mr Elliot's having any views on me will not in the least account for the efforts he made towards a reconciliation with my father.
6 And as to my father, I really should not have thought that he, who has kept himself single so long for our sakes, need be suspected now.
7 Nothing can be going on better than the child," said he; "so I told my father, just now, that I would come, and he thought me quite right.
8 However, when I found how excessively he was regretting that he should miss my father this morning, I gave way immediately, for I would never really omit an opportunity of bring him and Sir Walter together.
9 If Mrs Clay were a very beautiful woman, I grant you, it might be wrong to have her so much with me; not that anything in the world, I am sure, would induce my father to make a degrading match, but he might be rendered unhappy.
10 I never knew him myself; I only heard of him; but there was a something in his conduct then, with regard to my father and sister, and afterwards in the circumstances of his marriage, which I never could quite reconcile with present times.
11 They would look around them, no doubt, and bless their good fortune," said Mrs Clay, for Mrs Clay was present: her father had driven her over, nothing being of so much use to Mrs Clay's health as a drive to Kellynch: "but I quite agree with my father in thinking a sailor might be a very desirable tenant.