Uncle Roger says the drawing string has fell out of it.

It just hangs loose--so fashion." Dan, whose own mouth was far from being beautiful, here gave an imitation of the Rev.Lemuel's, to the utter undoing of Peter, Felix, and myself.

Our wild guffaws of laughter penetrated even Great-aunt Eliza's deafness, and she glanced up with a startled face.

What we would have done I do not know had not Felicity at that moment appeared in the doorway with panic-stricken eyes and exclaimed, "Cecily, come here for a moment." Cecily, glad of even a temporary respite, fled to the kitchen and we heard her demanding what was the matter.
"Matter!" exclaimed Felicity, tragically.

"Matter enough! Some of you left a soup plate with molasses in it on the pantry table and Pat got into it and what do you think?
He went into the spare room and walked all over Aunt Eliza's things on the bed.