See! every one of her fingers is blistered!" "Yes; it must have hurt terribly.

I don't wonder she struck him back." "Indeed, it wasn't the pain I cared so much for," returned Lulu, scorning the implication; "it was the insult." "Young ladies," said a severely reproving voice behind them, "why are you tarrying here?
It is high time you were all on your homeward way.

Miss Rosie Travilla, Miss Evelyn Leland, and Miss Raymond, the Viamede carriage has been in waiting for the last half-hour." The speaker was no other than Mrs.Manton, who had entered unperceived by them in their excitement.
No one replied to her rebuke, but there was a sudden scurrying into the cloak-room, followed by a hasty donning of hats and wraps.
Rosie brought up the rear, muttering, as she drew out and glanced at a pretty little watch, "Hardly so long as that, I am sure!" "Ah, you can't expect perfect accuracy under such trying circumstances," laughed Nettie Vance.
"Wait, Lu," said Evelyn, softly; "let me help you with your cloak, or you will be sure to hurt those poor fingers." "How kind you are, Eva!" whispered Lulu, her face lighting up with pleasure as she accepted the offer; "how good to me! Oh, it is nice to have such a friend as you!".