I did once to Mr.McAllister, and I did to Cousin Eliza, and she said not to try, and now I am telling you, I suppose because you are related to me.

It came over me all of a sudden." Rose sobbed again.

Sylvia smoothed her hair, then she shook her by the slender, soft shoulders, and again that overpowering delight seized her.

"Come, now," she said, "don't you cry another minute.

You get up and lay your underclothes away in the bureau drawers.