"That woman will never see fifty again, and she apes seventeen.

For my part, I think, when women reach a certain age they should not deck themselves with artificial flowers.
Flowers are for the young, not for poor worn-out, faded types of humanity.

Now you, Maria----" "Oh, don't," said Miss Maria, stepping back a few paces in alarm, and putting up her hand to her bonnet, "don't say that wallflowers aren't allowable, Martha; I always did think that wallflowers were so _passe_.

That's why I chose them." "Who's that now ?" exclaimed Mrs.Butler.

"My word, Maria, get quick behind the curtain and peep! Give me the spy-glass; I'll look over your head.