She smiled, but no longer as in the sunlight of Trafalgar Square.
'Yes, I must struggle against it.

We will have dinner as soon as possible.

I feel faint.' If both of them had avowed their faintness as often as they felt it, the complaint would have been perpetual.

But they generally made a point of deceiving each other, and tried to delude themselves; professing that no diet could be better for their particular needs than this which poverty imposed.
'Ah! it's a good sign to be hungry,' exclaimed Virginia.

'You'll be better this afternoon, dear.' Alice turned over 'The Christian Year,' and endeavoured to console herself out of it, whilst her sister prepared the meal..