She should have a great lovely room, where the sun shines in all day long, and it should be furnished in rose-color like the one that she had when she was a girl.

I'd dress her in gray satin and soft white lace.

She has the prettiest silvery hair, and beautiful dark eyes.
She would make a lovely grandmother.

And I would have a maid to wait on her, and there'd be mignonette always growing in boxes on the window-sill.

Every time I came back from town, I'd bring her a present just for a nice little surprise; and I'd read to her, and sing to her, and make her feel that she belonged to somebody, so that she'd be happy all the rest of her days.
"Yesterday while I was there she was holding a little cut glass vinaigrette.