A position that can't support itself isn't much of a prop, my husband used to say.

But I don't believe you'll stay here long, you sly piece.

You'll be married before the year is up, mark my word.

The men are all crazy about you, everybody knows that.
Why, Florrie met George Fowler in the street this morning, and when he asked after you, his face turned as hot as fire, she said--" Gabriella's face, above her starched collar with its neat red tie, was slowly flooded with colour.

Her brown eyes shone golden under her dark lashes, and Mrs.Spencer told herself that the girl looked almost pretty for a minute.