I'd like to frame you, just as you are, and hang you on the wall." "You wouldn't feel ashamed of me if--if you happened to be my relation?
I've improved a little since I came here, haven't I?
I was a wild sort of goose-girl when I arrived, I know." "The goose-girl is a Princess to-day," said her room-mate exultantly.
Ulyth thought Rona had never looked so sweet.

The pretty white dress trimmed with pale blue edgings suited her exactly, and set off her lovely colouring and rich ruddy-brown hair.

Her eyes shone like diamonds, and the mingled excitement and shyness in her face gave a peculiar charm to her expression.
"She's far and away the prettiest girl in the school," reflected Ulyth.
"If there were a beauty prize, she'd win it." Everybody was waiting in the garden when the guests arrived.

The scene soon became gay and animated.

There were delighted welcomings of parents, enthusiastic meetings between old school chums, and a hearty greeting to all visitors.