She scarcely knew how her fears had been dispelled.

His talk had all been kindly, practical, and reasonable.

It was true Betty had said in her letter that Rosy had been rather delicate, and had not been taking very good care of herself, but that was to be remedied.

Rosy had made a little joke or so about it herself.
"Betty says I am not fat enough for an English matron.

I am drinking milk and breakfasting in bed, and am going to be massaged to please her.
I believe we all used to obey Betty when she was a child, and now she is so tall and splendid, one would never dare to cross her.