She was a difficult person.
"Give Merle another bit of the steak, Mother," urged Judge Penniman.
The judge had begun to dwell upon his own new importance.

This thing made him by law a connection of the Whipple family, didn't it?
He, Rufus Tyler Penniman, had become at least a partial Whipple.

He reflected pleasantly upon the consequences.
"Will he go home to-night ?" suddenly demanded the Wilbur twin, pointing at his brother so there should be no mistake.

The Merle twin seemed already a stranger to him.
"Not to-night, dear, but in a few days, I would suppose." It sent Mrs.
Penniman to the stove again.
"I don't just know when I will go," said the Merle twin, surveying a replenished plate.

"But I guess I'll give you back that knife you bought me; I probably won't need it up there.