I have always loved Daisy Miller, a novelette about a young fresh american girl, either charmingly without pretentions, or shockingly without manners, depending on how you read it. I is a quick read, and a definite re-read. I like to read it in comparison to Edith Warthon's Roman Fever. ( I read them at the same time , the first time over,and since then they have been linked in my mind)