The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.

…on some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries.

...freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.

…it is so much better to work for others than for one's self alone.

I only mean to say that I have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long. I'm not like the rest of you.

…what splendid dreams young people build upon a word, and how bitter is the pain when the bright bubbles burst.

During the fifteen minutes that followed, the proud and sensitive girl suffered a shame and pain which she never forgot. To others it might seem a ludicrous or trivial affair, but to her it was a hard experience, for during the twelve years of her life she had been governed by love alone