But the applause was very sweet to shy little Betty.

She felt that she had done her best, and that not only her godmother was proud of her, but Keith, and Keith's beautiful mother, who bent from her queenly height to kiss Betty's flushed cheek, and whisper a word of praise that made her glow for weeks afterward, whenever she thought of it.
"'And he kissed me once on my soft pink cheek, And once in my heart of gold,'" hummed Keith.

"Say, Betty, that's mighty pretty.

How did you ever think of it ?" Before she could answer, one of the maids came out with a tray of sherbet and cake, and the boys sprang up to help serve the girls.
"I know some of my part already," said Kitty, stirring her sherbet suggestively, and repeating in a sepulchral tone: "'I'll stir This hank of hair, this patch of fur, This feather and this flapping fin, This claw, this bone, this dried snake skin.'" "Oh, Kitty, for mercy's sake _hush!_" said Allison; "you make my blood run cold." "But I must, if we've only a week to get ready in.

I expect to say it day and night.