J. J. Bell

“ Although she was wearing her neat shoes and best stockings, the shortness of her skirts gave Christina considerable dissatisfaction. She had the depressing suspicion that Jessie Ann was growing to regard her as a child, and even the thought of her own five gorgeous hatpins, borrowed from the shop, failed to sustain her self-confidence.
Kilmabeg was beginning to receive its summer residents, people who had by no means left their "good clothes" at home; and those who had not too freely enjoyed their early dinners were taking the sun and air by the loch-side. ”

“ Jessie Ann hardly knew what to say. She had never really thought of the junior purser speaking to her. Still, perhaps Teeny was right; certainly he might have spoken had Teeny not been present. A new sense of importance came to her.
"Aweel," said she at last, possibly a trifle patronizingly, "we'll no' say ony mair aboot it. But ye maun try no' to giggle the next time, Teeny. Young men dinna like to be giggled at."
Christina did not remind her friend that she also had giggled the previous Sunday, but squeezed her friend's arm and promised solemnly never to giggle as long as she lived. ”

“ She glanced inquiringly at her friend, and just at that moment her friend's head fell and rose in precisely the way that the doctor's wife's head fell and rose when the doctor's wife passed the laird's wife in the latter's motor. ”