She would have died without hesitation, or lived in torment, for those she loved; but she would have done it in the finest, most matter-of-fact way in the world, and without a gleam of self-conscious heroics, whether of boasting or of martyr-meekness or of any other device for signaling attention to oneself.

Indeed, it would not have occurred to her that she was doing anything out of the ordinary.

Nor, for that matter, would she have been; for, in this world the unheroic are, more often than not, heroes, and the heroic usually most unheroic.

We pass heroism by to toss our silly caps at heroics.
"There are some things, Artie, our education has been taking out of us," continued Del, "that I don't believe we're the better for losing.

I've been thinking of those things a good deal lately, and I've come to the conclusion that there really is a rotten streak in what we've been getting there in the East--you at Harvard, I at Mrs.Spenser's Select School for Young Ladies.