Isn't it about my Papa?
He's not come, and he won't be able to come for a week .-- Glad to be with Cousin Rosey?
I should think I am! She's the nicest girl I ever could suppose.

She isn't a bit spoiled by Portugal; only browned; and she doesn't care for that; no more do I.I rather like the sun when it doesn't freckle you.

I can't bear freckles, and I don't believe in milk for them.

People who have them are such a figure.

Drummond Forth has them, but he's a man, and it doesn't matter for a man to have freckles.
How's my uncle Mel?
Oh, he's quite well.