Why, at Cannes, she was hollow-eyed, pale, and thin as a willow-wand; now she looks--well, she knows how she is herself--but if she feels as spry as she looks, she's in first-rate training!" I laughed.
"I DO feel spry, Colonel," I said.

"Life seems to me like summer sunshine." "Brava!" exclaimed Mr.Challoner.He was a staid, rather slow Kentuckian who seldom spoke; and when he did, seemed to find it rather an exertion.

"If there's one class of folk I detest more than another, it is those all-possessed people who find life unsuited to their fancies.

Nobody asked them to come into it--nobody would miss them if they went out of it.

Being in it, it's barely civil to grumble at the Deity who sent them along here.