" She found Maisie in the cabin, putting things together, and packing the handbag. “Glasgow!” said Maisie, as she fitted the various brushes and bottles into their places with deft fingers. “Well, fancy that now. I was born in Glasgow and I’ve got an old Aunt living at Milngavie. Would it be too much to ask if I could go and see her, Miss Forrest? She would be surprised —” “Why, of course,” replied Jane, smiling. “You can spend the day with her if you like. We’ll go south to-night by train —” (She felt — like Miss May Hervey — that she had had enough of the air to last her a long time.) "

― D.E. Stevenson , The Empty World