From The Twelfth Hour, by Ada Leverson:

[I learned that Leverson was a friend of Oscar Wilde. Funny, you'd never know it from her writing style! (;v>]

"He was a good-looking, amiable, and wealthy young man, who was as lavish as if he had not had a penny."

"For under all her outward sentimentality, Felicity was full of tenderness."

"Isn't it fun, Savile, being the only stupid person in a crowd of clever people? They make such a fuss about one."

[All those bon mots are from the first chapter!]

More snippets...

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"And who will be the great card this time, Savile?"
"Of course, Roy Beaumont, the inventor."
"What on earth's he invented?"
"Himself, I should think. He's only about twenty-one."

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Sir James sat down slowly on a depressed leather uneasy chair.

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Woodville found Mervyn neither studying a part, reading his notices, nor looking in the glass.

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"By Jove!" said Woodville, looking at the photograph.
"Why do you say 'By Jove!'?" asked Mervyn suspiciously.
"Why? Well! I must say something! You always show me things on which no other comment is possible but an exclamation, or you tell me things so unanswerable that there's nothing to say at all."

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"I want to talk about Lady Chetwode. I'm awfully in love with her."
"Didn't know you knew her."
"I don't. That's nothing to do with it. You can be awfully in love with a person you don't know. In fact, I believe I can be far more seriously devoted to a perfect stranger than to a woman I know personally."

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"I'm certain I met you in a previous existence," continued the young man.
"What a good memory you must have, Mr. Wilton! It's as much as I can do to remember the people I meet in this existence."

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...a certain widow, whom his friends said he spoke of as "Agatha, Mrs. Wilkinson," to give the effect of a non-existent title

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"'Lady Virginia Creeper at home. Five to seven.' Well, I can't help it. Let her stop at home. It's the best place for her."

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"Just fancy making such a horrible proposition! At Willis's, too!"
"Well, what's the matter with Willis's? Would it have been all right at the 'Cheshire Cheese'?"
"What's the 'Cheshire Cheese'?"
"Never mind," said Savile mysteriously. (He didn't know.)
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