Here, let me help you.

Don't you see, make it go in and out, that way; give it something to pull against." Ethel laughed.

"That's the third thing you have taught me--to thread a needle, tie a bow, and stick in a pin! I never could learn those things of any one else; they show, but don't explain the theory." They met Dr.May at the entrance of the town, very tired, and saying he had been a long tramp, all over the place, and Mrs.Hoxton had been boring him with her fancies.

As he took Richard's arm he gave the long heavy sigh that always fell so painfully on Ethel's ear.
"Dear, dear, dear papa!" thought she, "my work must also be to do all I can to comfort him." Her reflections were broken off.

Dr.May exclaimed, "Ethel, don't make such a figure of yourself.