You know that Milbrey girl must get her effrontery direct from where they make it.
To have married a girl who cared only for his money; that would have been dire enough.
Percival fancied there was a look almost of regret in the girl's eyes.
Going back amazed, he asked his companion who the girl he had seen could have been.
They awoke one morning to find the car on a siding at the One Girl mine.
He stood in deep shadow and the girl had been too absorbed in the play to note his coming.
The newcomer went quickly, with catlike tread, toward the girl.
He was forced to admit that the girl still had power to trouble him.
"It'll be no easy matter marrying that girl," he told Mrs. Drelmer.
I know more than one New York girl who'd have jumped at the chance.