I cannot describe the smile which hovered on the face of the Little Playmate.

But perhaps all the male beings who read my book may have seen something like it.

All that I can say is, that the smile conveyed an almost superhuman understanding of men and their little ways, and, curiously enough, something of contempt too.
But I was not going to be discouraged by any smile, acid or sweet.
Besides, I had something still to pay back.
Michael Texel, indeed!--faith, by St.Blaise, I will Texel him tightly an he comes sneaking to our gate! So again I drew yet nearer to his sister.

Katrin dimpled and showed her teeth, with a smile like the sun going about the world, till I had almost put my hand behind her shoulders to catch the ends of it when it got round.

This illumination almost finished me, for it was not the kind of smile I had been accustomed to from--well, that was not the business I was on at present..