Ludwell Cary is still away--" "When are you going to marry his brother ?" "Why, I don't know that I am going to marry his brother at all," answered Unity, her foot upon the coach step.

"Good-bye, Cousin Jane.

I wish I could make pot-pourri like yours." "You must know what spices to use, and when to gather the roses," said Cousin Jane.

"Good-bye, child! You read too many romances, but you're a loyal soul and one of your gowns is prettier than another.

Don't you believe all the world says of Lewis Rand.