"No one will take your one chicken from you." "I don't know about that," responded Jessica gloomily.

"I feel in my bones that something terrible is going to happen.

I suppose you girls think me foolish about Mabel, but I've no mother or sister, and you know yourselves what a dear Mabel is." "Forget it," advised Nora wisely.

"We've had enough to harrow our young feelings to-day.

Let's go and drown our sorrows in sundaes.