Just watching Katie dance would seem pay enough for any reasonable fiddler.

Katie laughed a great deal, and was smiling most of the time; she seemed always to have things in her thoughts to make smiles.

Wayne laughed little and some of his smiles made one understand how the cat felt about having its fur rubbed the wrong way.
Their friend Major Darrett once said: "When I meet Katie I have a fancy she has just come from a jolly dip in the ocean; that she lay on the sands in the sun and kicked up her heels longer than she had any business to, and now she's flying along to keep the most enchanting engagement she ever had in all her life.

She's smiling to herself to think how bad she was to lie in the sand so long, and she's not at all concerned, because she knows her friends will be so happy to see her that they'll forget to scold her for being late.

Katie's spoiled," the Major concluded, "but we like her that way." Of Wayne this same friend remarked: "Wayne's a hard nut to crack." Many army people felt that way.