"Thanks to Miss Woodburn!" "Oh no! All she had to do was simply to stay put." "Don't you think Ah might have improved it if Ah had, looked better ?" the girl asked, gravely.
"Oh, you couldn't!" said Fulkerson, and he went off triumphant in their applause and their cries of "Which?
which ?" Mrs.Leighton sank deep into an accusing gloom when at last she found herself alone with her daughter.

"I don't know what you are thinking about, Alma Leighton.

If you don't like Mr.Beaton--" "I don't." "You don't?
You know better than that.

You know that, you did care for him." "Oh! that's a very different thing.

That's a thing that can be got over." "Got over!" repeated Mrs.Leighton, aghast.
"Of course, it can! Don't be romantic, mamma.