She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.
Mrs. Ballinger is one of the ladies who pursue Culture in bands, as though it were dangerous to meet it alone.
It was the old New York way...the way people who dreaded scandal more than disease, who placed decency above courage, and who considered that nothing was more ill-bred than "scenes", except those who gave rise to them.
She was not accustomed to taste the joys of solitude except in company.
The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.
Any rapidly enacted episode. . .should be seen through only one pair of eyes.