"He will not be scared by the saddler.

Europeans of his order take no account of our American class distinctions.

They look upon us as low-born parvenues, all alike.

They weigh and value us by other standards than birth." "I have money, if you mean that, Jean," said Lucy cheerfully.
"I think you had better go away, girls, if you have finished your dejeuner.

He may be here at any moment now," said Clara, looking anxiously at her watch.
Lucy went to her little chamber and sat down to work at a monstrous caricature which she was painting of the church.