"When I look back to that time,"-Mr. Horace leaned back in his chair and half closed his eyes, perhaps to avoid the expression of her face,-"I see nothing but lights and flowers, I hear nothing but music and laughter; and all-lights and flowers and music and laughter-seem to meet in this room, where we met so often to arrange our-inevitabilities."
"Balcony Stories"
Grace E. King
Mary and Helen, being his sisters, were necessities and inevitabilities, but that did not mean that he could not get along very easily without them, and indeed Mary with her jealousies, her strange sulky temper and sudden sentimental repentances was certainly a burden and restraint.
"Jeremy"
Hugh Walpole