What do you think ?" "She looks just like the heroines in some of the books that Mamma does not let me read and I am obliged to take up to bed with me.

Don't you know, Mary--especially the one I lent you--deeply, mysteriously tragic.
You remember the one who killed her husband and then went off with the Italian Count; and then with some one else.

It was frightfully exciting." "Good gracious! Betty," exclaimed Emily.

"How dreadful! You don't think our sister-in-law looks like that ?" "I really don't know," said Lady Betty, who was nineteen and wrote lurid melodramas--to the waste of much paper and the despair of her mother.

"I don't know.