Conceit and Crudity

Levy sat on the swing in front of the house, her nose in her book. The house had been quiet since three of her sisters had married, only leaving Levy and Lucy, and in the last few years they had grown closer. The problem now was how Levy was going to persuade Lucy that they did not need to go to the last ball. Levy knew she still needed a husband, but she still did not like balls.