Quotes About Manners

If a man gives a party, he ought to know what kind of party it is,' argued the Viscount. 'If you don't know, how are we to know? It might be a damned soirée, in which case we wouldn't have come. Let's go home, Pom.

I don't ask you - fribble!' snapped his lordship, rounding on him, with the speed of a whiplash. 'You may keep your tongue between your teeth!' Yes, sir - happy to!' uttered Claud, dismayed. 'No wish to offend you! Thought you might like to be set right!' 'Thought I might like to be set right?' 'No, no! Spoke without thinking!' said Claud hastily. ' I know you don't!

Eugenia never wears modish gowns. She says there are more important things to think of than one's dresses.' 'What a stupid thing to say!' remarked Sophy. 'Naturally there are, but not, I hold, when one is dressing for dinner.

From being a female sunk below reproach Sophy became rapidly an unconventional girl whose unaffected manners were refreshing in an age of simpers and high flights.

Unfortunately, you, Sir Tristram, knowing nothing of me, and being possessed of a tyrannical disposition – I beg your pardon?' 'I did not speak,' replied Sir Tristram, eyeing her frostily. Miss Thane met his look with one of limpid innocence. 'Oh, I quite thought you did!' 'I choked,' explained Sir Tristram. 'Pray continue! You had reached my tyrannical disposition.

I believe I have several times requested you not to call Rupert 'imbecile', infant. But Monseigheur, he is an imbecile! she protested. You know he is! Undoubtedly, ma fille, but I do not tell the whole world so. Then I do not know what I am to call him, said Leonie.

Let me tell you, sir, that if you wish to be accepted into Bath society you will do well to mend your manners!' retorted Abby. 'I've none to mend, and not the smallest wish to be accepted into Bath, or any other, society.

Oh, Auntie, please take Jenny to the Dering ball next week! she said impulsively. You will come, won't you, sweet? Jennifer blushed and stammered. To be sure, nodded her ladyship. Of course she will come! James, sit down! You should know by now the sight of anyone on their feet fatigues me, silly boy! Dear me, child, how like you are to your brother! Are you looking at my wig? Monstrous, isn't it?

That's what you think of me, is it, girl? said his lordship, a glint in his eyes. Oh, no! she responded, dropping him a curtsy. It's what I say , sir! You must know that my featherheaded Mama has taught me to behave with all the propriety in the world! To tell you what I think of you would be to sink myself quite below reproach!

It is customary, you know, to exchange polite conversation during the dance. I have now addressed no fewer than three unexceptionable remarks to you without winning one answer!

Yes, darling, that is quite a nice frock, but the hankerchief is not only the wrong shade of grey, but quite damnably tied. Let me show you, my sweet.

She had every intention of maintaining her punctilious civility, and might have done so had he not said, as he took his seat beside her in the carriage he had hired for the evening: 'I wish I had ordered a hot brick to be provided.' 'Thank you, but there was not the least need to do so: I don't feel at all cold.' 'I daresay icebergs don't feel cold either, but I do!

And let me tell you, Mr Ravenscar, that Lucius Kennet is downstairs, and if you have any notion of starting a vulgar brawl in my house, I will have you thrown out of it! There is Silas, and both the waiters, and my aunt's butler, and my brother too, so do not think I cannot do it!' 'This is very flattering,' he said, 'but I fear my fighting qualities have been exaggerated. It would not take all these people to throw me out of the house.

Lady Winwood being denied, the morning caller inquired with some anxiety for Miss Winwood, or, in fact, for any of the young ladies.

Upon her butler's announcing the arrival of Mr Ravenscar, Lady Mablethorpe, who had been dozing over a novel from the Circulating Library, sat up with a jerk, and raised a hand to her dishevelled cap.

You'll dine with us, Comte? And you, Anthony? I trespass on your hospitality! Armand protested. Devil a bit, man! said Rupert. It's Avon's hospitality you trespass on, and our patience.

Levity was ever your besetting sin,' he said severely. 'Let me tell you that it is not at all becoming in a female! It leads you into talking a deal of improper nonsense.

The Rector, coming into the room and learning what was the subject under discussion, said that since the world began each generation had condemned the manners and customs of the next.

Does it occur to *you*, Miss Lanyon, that although i have twice been on the verge of it, I have not yet offered for you? Being now safe from interruption, will you do me the honour, ma'am -' 'Good! You haven't gone to bed yet,' said Aubrey, suddenly re-entering the room. 'I have had a most excellent notion!' 'This,' said Damerel wrathfully, 'is the second time you have walked in just as I am about to propose to your sister!

Do you know,' she said slowly, 'I have just thought – Mr Beaumaris, something tells me that Lady Bridlington may not like this dear little dog!' Mr Beaumaris waited in patient resignation for his certain fate to descend upon him.

But it is infamous that they have not told you!' declared Eustacie. 'Je n'en reviendrai jamais!' 'If it's all the same to you, miss, I'd just as soon you'd talk in a Christian language,' said Mr. Stubbs.

Mr Fawnhope, shaking hands with Lady Ombersley, asked whither she was bound. She told him, Merton, and he said elliptically: 'Statutes, Nolumus leges Angliae mutari.' 'Very likely', said Lady Ombersley almost tartly.

It was incomprehensible to her that anyone should be amused by such a circumstance, but both Gilly and Gideon plainly thought it excessively funny, so she smiled dutifully, realizing the truth of her mama's dictum, that there was never any knowing what stupidities men would find diverting.

Really, I don't know what the world is coming to if I am to be suspected of staring in at windows!