It's been rotten lately, since I've been able to walk without limping.

People who don't know look at me as much as to say 'Slacker!' Well, they won't have the chance to look it much longer." "I hate this war," said Rilla bitterly, as she gazed out into the maple grove that was a chill glory of pink and gold in the winter sunset.
"Nineteen-fourteen has gone," said Dr.Blythe on New Year's Day.

"Its sun, which rose fairly, has set in blood.

What will nineteen-fifteen bring ?" "Victory!" said Susan, for once laconic.
"Do you really believe we'll win the war, Susan ?" said Miss Oliver drearily.

She had come over from Lowbridge to spend the day and see Walter and the girls before they went back to Redmond.