- Julia Thistlewaite: So, what did he say about me?
- Selina Dalton: Um, merely that he escorted you to the opera. I must admit, Julia, that does not seem such a heinous crime.
- Julia Thistlewaite: Did he tell you about my eyelashes?
- Lord Cassidy: Your eyelashes - they irritated him to no end.
- Julia Thistlewaite: My eyelashes? Is the man deranged?
- Lord Cassidy: No, of course not. You just can't fool him with those tricks you pull. He despises flirtatious games.
- Mr. Malcolm: I was reflecting on the futility of a dream.
- Selina Dalton: Is any dream futile? It gives us hope and hope is a good thing.
- Lord Cassidy: Becoming a suitable bride is quite burdensome. I almost feel as if I'm being trained up to become a wife.
- Selina Dalton: I know. God forbid someone decided to enter a marriage based on love.
- Lord Cassidy: What a wonderful thing to say.
- Lord Cassidy: Well, if you're so bloody smart, Miss Hoity-Toity, how come you couldn't pass Malcolm's little test?