"Look, Miss Bennet is over there. Let us join her on her walk."
"Slow down, Richard."
"You usually walk faster than this."
"I am just enjoying the view."
"Ah, yes. Her figure is light and pleasing."
"That was not what I was referring to."
"And she does have very fine eyes."
"Watch where you are going."
"Why do you keep moving this way?"
"Just avoiding something."
"What could you be avoiding? Miss Bennet is walking the other way."
"Run along then."
"I will. Aaaahhhh! I stepped on horse dung!"
"That does not smell light and pleasing. I shall walk ahead."
