If they weren't she would arrange them in a vase.
She looked a long time at the little roses in the basin of water, where she had put them; then she sighed, and went away to heavier tasks, while her mother worked in the kitchen with Malena.

Alice dusted the "living-room" and the dining-room vigorously, though all the time with a look that grew more and more pensive; and having dusted everything, she wiped the furniture; rubbed it hard.

After that, she washed the floors and the woodwork.
Emerging from the kitchen at noon, Mrs.Adams found her daughter on hands and knees, scrubbing the bases of the columns between the hall and the "living-room." "Now, dearie," she said, "you mustn't tire yourself out, and you'd better come and eat something.

Your father said he'd get a bite down-town to-day--he was going down to the bank--and Walter eats down-town all the time lately, so I thought we wouldn't bother to set the table for lunch.

Come on and we'll have something in the kitchen." "No," Alice said, dully, as she went on with the work.