Far be it from her to lament that sentiment as folly; however, when she looked at her eyes in the mirror and saw her nose, she felt that tears were expensive and reproached herself for them.

But so long as these souls of ours, whatever they may be, are caged in our bodies, our poor bodies will have to bear witness to their prisoners.

If the soul smiles the body shines, and if the soul frets the body withers.

And Molly Brownwell saw in the looking-glass that night more surely than ever before that her face was beginning to slump.

Her cheeks were no longer firm, and at her eyes were the stains of tears that would not wipe off, but crinkled the skin at the temples and deepened the shadows into wide salmon-coloured lines that fell away from each side of the nose so that no trick could hide them.
Moreover, the bright eyes that used to flash into Bob Hendricks' steady blue eyes had grown tired, and women who did not know, wondered why such a pretty girl had broken so.
The Culpeppers had remained with the Barclays for dinner, and the hour was late for the Ridge--after nine o'clock, and as the departing guests went down the long curved walk of Barclay pride to the Barclay gate, they saw a late April moon rising over the trees by the mill.
They clanged the tall iron gate behind them, and stood a moment watching the moon.