It's just as it is with poor mother, who gets fatter and fatter, diet herself as she may, so that she can wear nothing at all now that looks right, and is only really comfortable in her night-dress.

Of course you're not FAT, Maggie darling, but it's your figure--everything's either too long or too short for you.

You don't mind my speaking so frankly, do you?
I always say one's either a friend or not, and if one's a friend why then be as rude as you please.

What's friendship for ?" They were, in fact, the greatest possible friends.

Maggie had never possessed a girl-friend before.