master-rule

Updated: May 23, 2025

In the rear of the eighty-thousand-dollar cottage there was a thirty-thousand-dollar flower-garden an oppressively clean garden, where the big Jack-roses were as immaculate as a "mama's Lizzie-boy," and the well-bred, timid little violets seemed to long to play in the dirt, yet dared not because of the master-rule of "form."

Edward Peple - A Night Out