A Christmas Tragedy

We’ve displayed the true womanly attitude—not wishing to thrust ourselves in the limelight

I’ve no patience with modern humanitarian scruples about capital punishment.’

Now fortunately I am in the habit of observing closely.

That impressed her—one can do a lot with superstition sometimes.

It seems that somebody had had some sense somewhere!

They believe in everyone and everything. And if one tries to warn them, ever so gently, they tell one that one has a Victorian mind—and that, they say, is like a sink.’

What my nephew calls “superfluous women” have a lot of time on their hands, and their chief interest is usually people