That's what a mother is for--to turn out her offspring to the world as flawless and wholesome as when they came into it!--physically and mentally sound--or a woman betrays her stewardship.

They must be as healthy of body and limb as they are innocent and wholesome minded.

The happiest of all creatures are drilled thoroughbreds.

Show me a young girl, unspoiled mentally and spiritually untroubled, with a superb physique, and I'll show you a girl equipped for the happiness of this world.

And that is what Eileen is." "I should say," observed Selwyn, "that she's equipped for the slaughter of man." "Yes, but _I_ am selecting the victim," replied his sister demurely.
"Oh! Have you?
Already ?" "Tentatively." "Who ?" "Sudbury Gray, I think--with Scott Innis for an understudy--perhaps the Draymore man as alternate--I don't know; there's time." "Plenty," he said vaguely, staring into the fire where a log had collapsed into incandescent ashes.
She continued to talk about Eileen until she noticed that his mind was on other matters--his preoccupied stare enlightened her.