When girls see everything passing by them, it makes them irritable.

Millicent is seventeen, and she is too lovely.

Her hair is like a red-gold cloak, and her eyelashes are twice as long as mine." She sighed again, and her lips, which were like curved rose-petals, unconcealedly quivered.

"They were _all_ so cross about Sir Bruce Norman going to India," she added.
"He will come back," said Emily, benignly; "but he may be too late.

Has he"-- ingenuously--"seen Alix ?" Agatha flushed oddly this time.