"She made the lemonade, too." "Then let us drink to her." Grace reached for her glass and Miriam for the pitcher.
"I'll do the honors this time," declared Miriam.

"Here's to the Honorable Josephine Elfreda Briggs, expert brewer of lemonade, model roommate and loyal friend." "Oh, now," protested Elfreda, "what made you spoil everything?
I was just beginning to enjoy myself." "The pleasure is all ours," retorted Anne.
"Besides, you are getting nothing but your just deserts.

We are only glad to have a chance to demonstrate our deep appreciation of your many lovely qualities, Miss Briggs," she ended mischievously.
"Yes, Miss Briggs," laughed Grace, "you are indispensable to this happy band, Miss Briggs.

You must be blind if you can't see that." "Very blind indeed, Miss Briggs," agreed Miriam Nesbit.

"But because you are so blind, Miss Briggs, I shall endeavor, in a few well chosen words, Miss Briggs, to make you see what is so plain to the rest of us." Whereupon Miriam launched forth into a funny little eulogy of Elfreda and her good works which caused the stout girl to exclaim in embarrassment, "Oh, see here, Miriam, I'm not half so wonderful as I might be.