This had the effect of making her bolder, but it did not quiet her unrest.

Betty did not know that the little blind God, who steals unawares on his victim, had marked her for his own, and that all this sweet perplexity was the unconscious awakening of the heart.
One afternoon, near the end of Betty's siege indoors, two of her friends, Lydia Boggs and Alice Reynolds, called to see her.
Alice had bright blue eyes, and her nut brown hair hung in rebellious curls around her demure and pretty face.

An adorable dimple lay hidden in her rosy cheek and flashed into light with her smiles.
"Betty, you are a lazy thing!" exclaimed Lydia.

"Lying here all day long doing nothing but gaze out of the window." "Girls, I am glad you came over," said Betty.

"I am blue.