"I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about--except the last; but I know there _can't_ be anything that ought to make you cry like that.

As for my not painting again--you didn't understand Pete, dearie.

That was what they were afraid of at first--that I'd lose my arm; but that danger is all past now.

I'm loads better.

Of course I'm going to paint again--and better than ever before--_now!_" Billy lifted her head.