Her new frock was white and soft and very perfectly simple.

It demanded the young body of a nymph,--and was satisfied.

The magic of the moon was on her.

She might have been Spring resting after a dancing day.
"If you were," she said, taking a delight in unspoiling this immaculate man, "I'm afraid you'd never get an order from me.

Of all things the encyclopedia must be accompanied by a winning smile and irresistible manners.