But this is like--like books I've read." "Are these mountains what you thought they would be ?" "Oh, they're better!" Ma breathed.

"It's too bad Allie's got to spoil ever'thing." "I shall speak to her.

We won't let her spoil anything.

Now tell me how you play." But Ma flushed faintly, and for some time longer she refused her confidence.

It didn't matter; it was all an old woman's foolishness; nobody would understand.