"Did you believe for one instant that we wouldn't stand by you no matter what you planned to do?
I am ashamed of myself.

If it hadn't been for me, you would never have had any trouble with either Alberta Wicks or Mary Hampton.

Plan whatever you like, and I set my hand and seal upon it that I'll aid you and abet you to the fullest extent of my powers." "And so will I," cried Miriam.

"I am sorry I croaked." "And to think I was a wet blanket, too," murmured Anne, patting one of Grace's hands.
"You are perfect angels, all of you," declared Grace, her gray eyes shining.

"I know I am always dragging you into things, and making you help me for friendship's sake." "But they are always the right sort of things," retorted Elfreda, with an affectionate loyalty.
"Let us atone for our defection by making ourselves useful," proposed Anne, picking up paper and pencil from the writing table.