Shall we ?" Betty slipped down from her perch on the clothes-press, Tony got off the fender, and all clustered round Kitty in a state of eager excitement to hear the rest of her plan.

They felt certain there was more.
Fanny could not conceal her interest either.
"And what will be best of all," went on Kitty, "will be for you to ask us to tea in the kitchen, and we will ask Jabez too, and Grace, of course" -- Grace was Emily's successor--"and we will have a really lovely time, just as we used to have sometimes.

Shall we?
O Fanny, do say yes!" "Seems to me," said Fanny, "there isn't no need.

'Tis all settled, to my thinking." But there was a twinkle in her eye, and a flush of excitement on her cheek, and any one who knew Fanny could see that she was almost as pleased as the children.
"You are a Briton!" cried Dan, clapping her on the back resoundingly.
"I ain't no such thing," said Fanny, who usually thought it safest to contradict everything they said to her.

"I'm a Demshur girl, born and bred, and my father and mother was the same before me.