Her aunt looked at her and smiled.
"My, but you're shootin' up!" she exclaimed, admiring the girl's tall, straight figure.

"And you don't seem to get stringy and bony like so many, but keep nice and round.

Do set down." "I--I think I'll wait until Uncle George comes." "Nothing of the kind!" She pushed a wooden chair before one of the two plates she had laid.

"I see you've still got that lovely skin.

And how tasty you dress! Now, do set!" Susan seated herself.
"Pitch right in, child," urged Sallie.