When will the wonders cease?
Are you sure that you are Madge ?" "Yes, and equally sure that I am hungry.

When _will_ you be ready for breakfast?
I've been up these two hours." "Well, well, well, what will Graydon say?
He thinks you are still little better than a ghost." "He will say that I have been very sensible, and he will find me very substantial and matter-of-fact.

The question now uppermost is, When will breakfast be ready ?" cried the young girl, laughing, in a childlike enjoyment of her sister's wonder, and a loving woman's anticipation of triumph over the man who had once called her "weak and lackadaisical." She responded warmly to the embrace of Mrs.Muir, who added, "You have come back to us a princess.

Why, even Henry, whom nothing moves out of the even tenor of his way, paused in his shaving, and with one side of his face all lathered opened the door to listen." "You tell him," cried Madge, in merry vein, "that he has given me the greatest compliment I ever received.

But compliments are not breakfast." Mrs.Muir returned to complete her toilet, and her husband soon appeared.
"Madge," he said, greeting her kindly, "you have brought about great changes.