She "knew she was not the wife for John;" she "always told him he wouldn't be satisfied with her, and now she saw he wasn't; but she had tried her very best, and now it was cruel to think she should not succeed any better." "My dearest child," said John, who, to say the truth, was beginning to find this thing less charming than it used to be, "I _am_ satisfied.
I am much obliged to you.

I'm sure you have done all that could be asked." "Well, I'm sure I hope those folks of yours were pleased," quoth Lillie, as she lay looking like a martyr, with a cloth wet in ice-water bound round her head.

"They ought to be; they have left grease-spots all over the sofa in my boudoir, from one end to the other; and cake and raisins have been trodden into the carpets; and the turf around the oval is all cut up; and they have broken my little Diana; and such a din as there was!--oh, me! it makes my head ache to think of it." [Illustration: "Oh, me! it makes my head ache to think of it."] "Never mind, Lillie, I'll see to it, and set it all right." "No, you can't.

One of the children broke that model of the Leaning Tower too.

I found it.