It's all in order, too, I'll just make some soft lacy pillows and give it some little personal touches and it will be all ready for her.

Oh, Billee,--think what a lot we can do for her!" Patty's eyes glowed with the anticipation of aiding the little country girl, but Farnsworth was not so sanguine.
"You're running a risk, girlie," he said.

"Suppose she turns out impossible.

The fact of her being my relative doesn't quite canonise her, you know.

Perhaps she _isn't_ a saint." "Now, now, old calamity howler,--I don't want her to be a saint! I hope and expect she'll be a sweet, docile nature, and her lack of culture, if any, I shall try to remedy.