Sublime

Susan Cornelia Clarke Warren,

Henry and Clover Adams,

“From now on,” Helen told Dr. Gibson, “I will send for you whenever I need a doctor”—she paused and gestured to the curved-handle walking stick hooked over the edge of the counter—“or a bodyguard.”

(I thought this one’s name was not Madison but Addison, and then I thought that surely I had to be making that up).

But then, he called out one more time, “SADIE MIRANDA GREEN, YOU HAVE DIED OF DYSENTERY!” Sam could be ignored, but the childish shared reference could not be. It was an invitation to play. She turned.

Cladastris luteas, yellowwoods,

“Charlotte may not make it; her mother has forced her to take a carriage ride with the odious Viscount Mauler,” Fanny said crossly, closing the book. “He attempted to take liberties with her on their last outing, and she smacked him with her parasol. I am surprised he is still pursuing her.”

“Miss Bowman is the one I want.” “She could never fit into the mold of a Marsden wife.” “Then the mold will have to be broken.”