As the theatres and the lecture rooms offered the only opportunities of relaxation and amusement, she went twice a week, accompanied by the little seamstress, who appeared to thrive on self-sacrifice, to see a play that was noticed in the papers, or to listen to explanatory descriptions of the scenery of South America or the grievances of the oppressed natives of Asia.
"You mustn't let yourself mope, honey," urged Miss Polly, one snowy morning in January, when Gabriella was putting on a fur coat, cut in the latest fashion, which had been left on her hands after the mid-winter sales.

"The children had to go sooner or later, and it's just as well it happened while you are young enough to get over it.

A boy never stays at home anyway, and you know I always told you Fanny was the sort to marry before she is out of her teens." "Oh, I'm not moping, but of course I can't help missing them.

The house seems so empty." "It's obliged to be empty with only us two women in it.

I declare I got such a creepy feelin' about burglars last night that I kept wishin' Mr.
O'Hara would hurry up and come home.