Though that's rather amusing, for she's such a little bit of a thing.

She's afraid she'll get fat.

But she won't.

She's not that kind." "Why of course not," said Katie stoutly, and they laughed and seemed very near to Helen in thus scorning her fear of getting fat.
He continued his confidences, laughter from the porch coming down to them all the while.

Helen was so real--she was so square--so independent--so dauntless--and yet she had such dear little ways.