Now you just eat every mite of it, and then I've got a saucer of strawberries and cream for you to top off with." Rose looked hopelessly at the dainty fare.

Then she looked at Sylvia.
The impulse to tell another woman her trouble got the better of her.
If women had not other women in whom to confide, there are times when their natures would be too much for them.

"I heard some news this morning," said she.

She attempted to make her voice exceedingly light and casual.
"What ?" "I heard about Mr.Allen's engagement." "Engagement to who ?" "To--Lucy." "Lucy!" "Lucy Ayres.

She seems to be a very sweet girl.