I hate to touch their wraps or to lay 'em down in the house.

But you--It's one of them smells that you ain't sure whether you smelt it or dreamed it." "Pretty good, Selina!" said Margaret.

She could not but be pleased with such a compliment, one that could have been suggested only by the truth.
"The hair went up well this morning, didn't it ?" "Lovely--especially in the back.

It looks as if it had been marcelled, without that common, barbery stiffness-like." "Yes, the back is good.

And I like this blouse.