Did yez ever"-- Peg fixed Felicity with a piercing glance--"hear anything so ridiculous ?" "Never," said Felicity, white to the lips.
"I wish everybody was as sane as I am," said Peg scornfully.

Then she looked poor Felicity over critically.

"You're good-looking but proud.
And your complexion won't wear.

It'll be like your ma's yet--too much red in it." "Well, that's better than being the colour of mud," muttered Peter, who wasn't going to hear his lady traduced, even by a witch.

All the thanks he got was a furious look from Felicity, but Peg had not heard him and now she turned her attention to Cecily.
"You look delicate.