It suits _me_, 'cause I'm so fresh and rosy, but you never _will_ have my 'plexion, not if you live to be eighty.

Good night.

I thought I'd just mention it while I remembered." This used to aggravate Dinah dreadfully, and she would retaliate by repeating some complimentary speech of Old Ben's, or Long Tom's, the stockman, and then there would be no peace for an hour.
Their successors were Clarissa and Eunice.

Eunice wept sore for a whole month, over her sweeping and cleaning.

To this day I have not the dimmest idea _why_.