12 Quotes by Daisy Ashford

You look rather rash my dear your colors don't quite match your face.

You look rather rash my dear your colors don’t quite match your face.

Bernard placed one arm tightly round her. When will you marry me Ethel he uttered you must be my wife it has come to that I love you so intensly that if you say no I shall perforce dash my body to the brink of yon muddy river he panted wildly.