Save for its haughty demand for consideration, her countenance was not unlike those of her fallen sisters in the suburbs of manila.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
"My dear Aunt: "This is the last letter I shall write you for some time, for to-morrow I am going to be married, and shall leave manila for a remote island where the opportunity for correspondence is small.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
Well, I fancy you do not regret leaving manila.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee