She had heard that the men of a womanless country were sometimes suddenly disconcerted by the appearance of womankind upon their horizon.

There was a certain quality about this man which, after all, left him distinctly within the classification of gentleman.
Moreover, it would be an ill thing for her to leave a sore heart on the first day of her acquaintance in this town, with which her fortunes were now apparently to be so intimately connected.
Mary Ellen turned at length and seated herself near the window.

The light of which many women are afraid, the cross-light of double windows on the morning after a night of dancing, had no terrors for her.

Her eye was clear, her skin fresh, her shoulders undrooping.

Franklin from his seat opposite gazed eagerly at this glorious young being.