“But Deirdre showed no interest in the company of any man except her brother, and she would not cooperate in the slightest with Aunt Imogen’s attempts to feminize her.
. . . and I thought that Aunt Imogen’s quest could only end in despair, for the wild delight in Deirdre’s face told me that nothing would ever please her more than spite, no beau ever approach the incomporable joys of trying to set her father on fire.”
Natasha
Fish Bowl Books 