"It ought to have come--my hundred copies, you know, and they haven't.

I must go to inquire about it at once; and, Poppy, dear, could you come with me ?" Poppy turned very red.
"No, Miss Jasmine, darling, I couldn't," she said, in the meekest voice.
Poppy's tones were so unlike those she usually employed that Jasmine glanced at her in some surprise.
"Why, Poppy, how funny you are!" she exclaimed.

"Is anything the matter ?" "Don't you notice it, Miss Jasmine, but I'm a bit low-like," said Poppy.

"I has my low fits and my high fits same as t'other folks, and this is a low fit day--that's all, miss." "Oh! I am so sorry.

Poor Poppy! And is the swimming in your head as bad as ever ?" "It's continual, Miss Jasmine.