“Some people had told him that, after all, American girls were exceedingly innocent; and others had told him, that after all, they were not. He was inclined to think Miss Daisy Miller was a flirt-a pretty American flirt. He had never, as yet, had any relations with young ladies of this category. He had known here in Europe, two or three women-persons older than Miss Daisy Miller, and provided for respectability’s sake, with husbands-who were great coquettes-dangerous, terrible women, with whom one’s relations were liable to take a serious turn. But this girl was not a coquette in that sense; she was very unsophisticated; she was only a pretty American flirt.”
Henry James, “Daisy Miller”, 1878.
