"I don't appreciate things when you can get 'em cheap." He moved over to Jeanie's sofa and sat down on the edge.

Her soft eyes smiled a welcome, the little thin hand slipped into his.
"I've been wishing for you all day long," she said.
He leaned towards her.

"Have you, my fairy queen?
Well, I'm here at last." Avery, from the head of the schoolroom table, looked across at them with a feeling of fulness at her heart.

She never liked Piers so well as when she saw him in company with her little favourite.

His gentleness and chivalry made of him a very perfect knight.
"Yes," said Jeanie, giving his hand a little squeeze.