She vowed at first she would never trim me up a new bonnet, nor do any thing else for me again, so long as she lived; but now she is quite come to, and we are as good friends as ever.

Look, she made me this bow to my hat, and put in the feather last night.

There now, YOU are going to laugh at me too.

But why should not I wear pink ribbons?
I do not care if it IS the Doctor's favourite colour.

I am sure, for my part, I should never have known he DID like it better than any other colour, if he had not happened to say so.