[I]n disturbed areas, like East Point, exotic trees like poinciana and coffee bush invade the edges.

I wondered whether I ought to speak to Brideshead, but that grim, rock-crystal mask forbade all confidence.

Aunt Bessy's Easter ham is always lip-smacking good.

After a long talk between these two, and a little broken English from the Frenchmen, our visitors took leave; but Father Murphy had hardly gone a dozen rods when back he came, inquiring whether we were in want of anything.