"They do not seem to me out of the common way," said Mrs. Thornton. "He appears a worthy kind of man enough; rather too simple for trade--so it's perhaps as well he should have been a clergyman first, and now a teacher. She's a bit of a fine lady, with her invalidism; and as for the girl--she's the only one who puzzles me when I think about her,--which I don't often do. She seems to have a great notion of giving herself airs; and I can't make out why. I could almost fancy she thinks herself too good for her company at times. And yet they're not rich; from all I can hear they never have been."
"And she's not accomplished, mamma. She can't play."
"Go on, Fanny. What else; does she want to bring her up to your standard?"

'They do not seem to me out of the common way,' said Mrs. Thornton. 'He appears a worthy kind of man enough. She's a bit of a fine lady, with her invalidism; and as for the girl - she's the one who puzzles me. She seems to have a great notion of giving herself airs; and I can't make out why. I could almost fancy she thinks herself too good for her company. And yet they're not rich.'
'And she's not accomplished, mamma. She can't play.'
'Go on, Fanny. What else does she want to bring her up to your standard?'
