YOU belong to the race that knows Joseph." "I know we are going to be friends," said Anne, with the smile that only they of the household of faith ever saw.
"Yes, we are, dearie.

Thank goodness, we can choose our friends.

We have to take our relatives as they are, and be thankful if there are no penitentiary birds among them.

Not that I've many--none nearer than second cousins.

I'm a kind of lonely soul, Mrs.Blythe." There was a wistful note in Miss Cornelia's voice.
"I wish you would call me Anne," exclaimed Anne impulsively.