"She is more like a boy than a girl in some ways.

She absolutely rules everyone.
When we were children, she and all the others used to call me the mother in our games, but it was really Sabine who settled everything.

She was always the brigand captain.

She got us into all the mischief of clandestine feasts and other rule breaking--and all the Sisters simply adored her, and the Mother Superior, too, and they used to let her off, no matter what she did, with not half our punishments.

She was the wildest madcap you ever saw." Henry was, of course, deeply interested.
"She is sufficiently grave and dignified now!" he responded in admiration, his worshiping eyes turned in Sabine's direction; but it was only when she moved in a certain way that he could see her, through the flowers.