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Updated: June 28, 2025


"Is it all right! You little sanctimonious-eyed prude! You bet it's all right! Maybe we'll meet again, Janet. You can't 'most always sometimes tell." "I hope you'll come to Berwick to visit me, Alicia," said Bernice; "I think as we're cousins we ought to see more of each other." "I'd love to, Bernie. Maybe I'll come this summer."

"However new or old it is, I find it is true," cries Amelia "But, pray, tell me all, though I tremble to hear it." "Indeed, my dear friend," said Mrs. Atkinson, "you are terrified at nothing indeed, indeed, you are too great a prude." "I do not know what you mean by prudery," answered Amelia.

"Don't be absurd, my dear Myra!" protested Lady Fermanagh, laughingly. "I told you that the love-making of men like Don Carlos should not be taken seriously, and it was foolish of you to take offence." "And now, I suppose, he is laughing up his sleeve at me for having taken him seriously, and thinks he is punishing me by ignoring me for being such a little prude!" said Myra.

He did this in a matter-of-fact, bourgeois way, however, which not even a prude or a snob could think offensive. And apparently the girl was far from being a prude or a snob. She answered with a soft, girlish charm of manner which gave the impression that she was generously kind of heart. Then something that the man said made her flush up and start with surprise.

They may learn that it is not the reserve of hypocrisy, the affected demeanour either of a prude or a coquette, that we admire; but it is the simple, graceful, natural modesty of a woman, whose mind is innocent.

I forgot. Beg your pardon, you know, but " "I'm not offended," observed Sylvia, with a shrug of her pretty, bare shoulders. Marion laughed. "Such a gadabout! Besides, I'm no prude, but he and Leroy Mortimer have no business to talk to unmarried women the way they do. No matter how worldly wise we are, men have no right to suppose we are." "Pooh!" shrugged Sylvia.

There seemed no decorum she did not know how to observe with the most natural grace. It was, indeed, all grace and majesty, there being no suggestion of the prude about her, but rather the manner of a young lady having been born with pride and stateliness, and most carefully bred.

I have disapproved of her for some time," Juliet spoke thoughtfully. "She is very unconventional, you know. And I well, at heart I fancy I must be rather a prude. Anyhow, I disapproved, more and more strongly, and at last I came away." "That was rather brave of you," he commented. "Oh, it wasn't much of a sacrifice.

She was angry and humiliated, but perhaps the worst was she had a vague notion Cartwright might be justified. It was very strange Shillito had gone. All the same, she did not mean to submit. Her mother's placid conventionality had long irritated her; one got tired of galling rules and criticism. She was not going to be molded into a calculating prude like Grace, or a prig like Mortimer.

"Off, off with thee, sweet virtue! ... fairest prude!" he cried, still laughing.. "Live out thy life an thou wilt, empty of love or passion count the years as they slip by, leaving thee each day less lovely and less fit for pleasure, ... grow old, and on the brink of death, look back, poor child, and see the glory thou hast missed and left behind thee! ... the light of love and youth that, once departed, can dawn again no more!"

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