"To tell the truth, mother, I have thought very little about her. She is not pretty, she is not plain; she is not clever, she is not stupid; she is neither saint nor sinner."
"The more likely to make a good wife."
"Perhaps so. I am at any rate quite willing to believe that as wife she would be 'good enough for me.'"
"What does the mother say?"
"The mother is a caution. I cannot help speculating whether, if I marry the daughter, I shall ever find out where the mother came from. Dolly Longestaffe says that somebody says that she was a Bohemian Jewess; but I think she's too fat for that."
"What does it matter, Felix?"

"To tell the truth, mother, I have thought very little about her. She is not pretty, she is not plain; she is not clever, she is not stupid; she is neither saint nor sinner."
"The more likely to make a good wife."
"Perhaps. Good enough, at any rate."
"What does the mother say?"
"The mother is a caution. Dolly Longestaffe says that somebody says that she was a Bohemian Jewess; but I think she's too fat for that."
"What does it matter, Felix? 