Like her mother, she believed that Douglas was simply the handsomest and cleverest fellow in the world.

When he scolded it was better than other people's praise, and when he gave you a real private wink, it raised a sister to the skies.
On such soil does male arrogance grow! Soon they were in the stream of people crossing Christ Church river on their way to the boats.

The May sunshine lay broad on the buttercup meadows, on the Christ Church elms, on the severe and blackened front of Corpus, on the long gabled line of Merton.

The river glittered in the distance, and towards it the crowd of its worshippers--young girls in white, young men in flannels, elderly fathers and mothers from a distance, and young fathers and mothers from the rising tutorial homes of Oxford--made their merry way.

Falloden looked in all directions for the Hooper party.