Harry Leon Wilson,
The Boss of Little Arcady — The Book of Miss Caroline
“ She shot a look at Clem, under which he blanched visibly, then her eyes were again upon me and she smiled with a rare art. "Really, you will overlook an old woman's weakness." It was the inimical, remote, icy superiority of her tone that nettled me—perhaps her implied assumption that I would not know it for such. But also I felt curiously stricken by that swift withdrawal of her confidence, for Mrs. Caroline Lansdale had won me by her laugh and blush of ancient girlishness. Further, I would not now be hurt by any woman, though she were ten times my years, without a show of defence. ”
