The Secret of the League - Ernest Bramah - Bog

"I suppose I am old-fashioned"-there was a murmur of polite dissent from all the ladies present, except the one addressed-"Oh, I take it as a compliment nowadays, I assure you; but when I was a girl a young lady would have no more thought of flying than of"-she paused almost on a note of pained surprise at finding the familiar comparison of a lifetime cut off-"well, of standing on her head."