" Don't you fuss at him" ! cried Scarlett illogically, raising her head abruptly from Melanie's shoulder, her coarse black hair tumbling out from its net and her face streaked with tears.
Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back the glow and freshness to her vanishing beauty.
" Has the day begun already" ? she said; and then, illogically enough: " the night has been so long! Alas, what shall we say to my uncle when he returns" ?