Like most of her female associates, she had free recourse to the bottle; but for such stimulus the life of a smart woman would be physically impossible.

And Mrs.Luke enjoyed life, enjoyed it vastly.

The goal of her ambition, if all went well in the City, was quite within reasonable hope.

She foretasted the day when a vulgar prefix would no longer attach to her name, and when the journals of society would reflect her rising effulgence.
Widdowson was growing impatient, when his relative at length appeared.
She threw herself into a deep chair, crossed her legs, and gazed at him mockingly.
'Well, it isn't quite so bad as I feared, Edmund.' 'What do you mean ?' 'Oh, she's a decent enough little girl, I can see.

But you're a silly fellow for all that.