It strikes me queer." "Queer, how?
She's impatient to start,--that's all.

What else could it mean ?" "I don't know, I'm sure.

But the whole letter's queer,--if you ask me!" "I _do_ ask you,--and I ask you _how_ it's queer." "It's so,--so jumbly,--incoherent,--choppy." "Pooh! don't criticise the lack of style in that poor country child.

I'll teach her to write letters,--and I won't let her know I'm teaching her, either." "You'll teach her lots of things,--I know,--and in that dear, gentle way of yours, that couldn't hurt or offend anybody.

Well, I'll telegraph, then, for her to come ahead.