Marie Belloc Lowndes,
The Catherine Ruby
(1927)
“ Her face was twitching, her hands shaking, and a sudden tide of pity swelled up in the older woman's heart. "I have always suspected," she said in a low voice, "that you are younger than you admit, Donna Julia. If that is so, then I'm old enough to be your mother, and you must allow me to give you a word of advice. You are so charming, so attractive—the Duke, who so seldom likes charming young ladies, has become quite fond of you—that surely you might make a happy, normal life for yourself? Young people live so dangerously nowadays—and oh, my dear, it is so foolish." ”
