She looked steadily at her brother, but he looked quite as steadily at his plate.

The back of her sister-in-law was fully as expressive as her face.

Her head was very erect, her shoulders stiff and still, not a curl moved as she poured Adam's tea and Susan's milk.

Only Adam, 3d, looked at Kate with companionable eyes, as if he might feel a slight degree of interest or sympathy, so she found herself explaining directly to him.
"Things are blame unfair in our family, anyway!" she said, bitterly.
"You have got to be born a boy to have any chance worth while; if you are a girl it is mighty small, and if you are the youngest, by any mischance, you have none at all.

I don't want to harp things over; but I wish you would explain to me why having been born a few years after Nancy Ellen makes me her slave, and cuts me out of my chance to teach, and to have some freedom and clothes.