Not only had Mother been favorably impressed, but even the practical and unromantic Dorinda's shell was dented.

She deigned to observe that the young lady seemed to have "consider'ble common-sense, considerin' her bringin' up." This, from Dorinda, was high praise, and I wondered what the caller had said or done to win such a triumph.

Lute made the matter clear.
"By time!" he said, when he and I were together, "that girl's a smart one.

I'd give somethin' to have her kind of smartness.

Dorindy was terrible cranky all the time she was in your ma's room and I didn't know what would happen when she come out.