“And the perdition of something even more precious than that!”

“What can be more precious?”

“Individuality.”

“My dear friend,” demanded my visitor, who had risen, and whom I was gradually edging to the door, “do you mean to say there is any individuality in such things now?  What have we been saying about character?”

“Ah, I see what you mean,” I said.

PG EDITOR’S BOOKMARKS: 

    As soon as she has got a thing she wants, begins to hate it
    Heard praises of the thorough housekeeping of our grandmothers
    Yes, I see what you mean