It was pretty, it was playful; and his mind, if so ponderous a vehicle could indulge in such activity, was fond of play.

But after the first perplexed minute or two he had relinquished forever the hope that Gabriella was merely capricious.
Clearly the girl knew what she was talking about; and this knowledge, so surprising in one of her age and sex, gave him a strange dreamy sense of having just awakened from sleep.
"I must say I like girls to be girls, Fanny," he pursued testily; "I reckon I'm only an old fogy, but I like girls to be girls.

When a woman loses her innocence, she loses her greatest charm in the eyes of a man--of the right sort of a man.

Pluck the peach with the bloom on it, my poor father used to say.

He didn't believe in all this new-fangled nonsense about the higher education of women--none of his daughters could do more I than read and write and spell after a fashion, and yet look what wives and mothers they made! Pokey married three times, and was the mother of fourteen children, nine of them sons.