'Marie,' I said, 'I've a mind to throw my muff in the fence-corner and run and hang on behind that wagon that's going down-hill.' She had no idea that I was in earnest.

She just smiled very politely and said, 'Oh, mademoiselle, impossible! How you Americans do love to jest.' But it was no joke.

You can't imagine how stupid it is to be with nobody but grown people all the time.

I'm fairly aching for a good old game of hi spy or prisoner's base with you.

There is nothing at all to do, but to take poky walks.
"Yesterday afternoon we walked down to the river.