After her father, Ovid was the one other person in the world who held a place in Zo's odd little heart.

Her sentiments were now expressed without hesitation and without reserve.

She put down her spoon, and she cried, "Hooray!" Another exhibition of vulgarity.

But even Miss Minerva was too completely preoccupied by the revelation which had burst on the family to administer the necessary reproof.

Her eager eyes were riveted on Ovid.