A young lady's most natural ally is her sister although sometimes our own relatives are as inscrutable to us as an antipodean.

She felt so much aware of her own beauty it seemed inconceivable that everybody else wouldn't notice the difference too.

What was it about that short creature with her wild hair and spurious air of purity and why would anyone much less two men love her and to such disastrous ends.

She was full of some strange energy that morning. Her every movement had purpose and life and she seemed to find satisfaction in every little thing.

Always stay sharp on railways and cruise ships for transit has a way of making everything clear.

She considered herself unconventional.

It's the craziest thing, but I can't stop thinking about you.