Like as not Diane will come home some night scalped and she has such magnificent hair, Jethro.

To her knees it is and so black! And what must she and Ann do to-night but--there, I promised Diane faithfully to keep it a secret, for they've been working for days and days and she is distractingly lovely.
With the Sherrill topazes too.

And now that she's sold all the sand mounds, or whatever it is, do you know, Jethro, she's going to drive Diane north to Jacksonville in the Indian wagon.

They start to-morrow morning.

I think it's because they're both so mad about trees and things--I can't for the life of me make it out.