"Yes, she would. The modern girl flings out her emotions like a banner to the breeze. She shouts them from the housetop, and sometimes her vociferousness wins."
"Sally is the moon, Hildegarde is the sun," he stated simply. "I might as well tell you. This thing has got me. My lance is against Crispin, and I shall beat him if I can. I am in the fight in earnest, and I shall stay in it until the best man wins."
