Only let her be caught philandering out of doors again, she'd be done for; he, her father, would cut off her head in a jiffy.

Had the like ever been seen before! A dirty nose who thought of beggaring her family! Thereupon he shook her, declaring in God's name that she'd have to walk straight, for he'd watch her himself in future.

He now looked her over every night when she came in, even going so far as to sniff at her and make her turn round before him.
One evening she got another hiding because he discovered a mark on her neck that he maintained was the mark of a kiss.

Nana insisted it was a bruise that Leonie had given her when they were having a bit of a rough-house.

Yet at other times her father would tease her, saying she was certainly a choice morsel for men.