You Sweet…beautiful…lunatic,” He Heard Himself Mutter.

I Wondered How Much Of Me Would Be Left After Tomorrow.

There Is No Peace In Poverty

Leo Knew Next To Nothing About Governesses, Save For The Drab Creatures In Novels, Who Tended To Fall In Love With The Lord Of The Manor, Always With Bad Results.

They (mothers-in-law) Never Leave When They Say They Will. When My Mother-in-law Visits, The Mice Throw Themselves At The Cat, Begging To Be Eaten.

Win Told Me That One Isn’t Improved By Being At The Top Of The Mountain, One Is Improved By The Climb.