You're soft, Jane, said Miranda once; you allers was soft, and you allers will be. If 't wa'n't for me keeping you stiffened up, I b'lieve you'd leak out o' the house into the dooryard.

We had the entire building to ourselves for the evening.

We're planning to recarpet the dining room.

There are others of the Cabal, that lavish vast Sums upon their Inamoretta's, with the Empresment, Diligence and Warmth of a beginning Lover.