"I went up to the Reformatory in Westchester, and I spoke with her." "Mercy!" ejaculated Mrs.Hastings, "I wonder she didn't tear your eyes out.

Did they have her in a cage or in a cell?
What was the creature about ?" "She was in a missionary meeting at the moment," St.George explained, smiling.
"Mercy!" said Mrs.Hastings in exactly the same tone.

"Some trick, I expect.

That's what I warn Olivia: 'So few things nowadays are done through necessity or design.' Nearly everything is a trick.

Every invention is a trick--a cultured trick, one might say.