‘What may you call his nose, now, my dear?’ pursued Mrs Nickleby, wishing to interest Nicholas in the subject to the utmost.

"Do you know, I really believe she is un petit peu amoureuse du jeune homme."*

‘Though at the same time,’ added Miss La Creevy, who was plainly wavering between her good–nature and her interest, ‘I have nothing whatever to say against the lady, who is extremely pleasant and affable, though, poor thing, she seems terribly low in her spirits; nor against the young people either, for nicer, or better–behaved young people cannot be.’