She looked very neat and prim, and, as Percy had predicted, carried her head higher than ever.
"I suppose," said aunt Eastman, "you will have a great many wonderful things to tell us, Dotty, for I am sure you travelled with your eyes open." "Yes'm; I hardly ever went to sleep in the cars.

But when you said 'eyes,' auntie, it made me think of the blind children.

We went to the 'Sylum to see them." "How do they look ?" asked Johnny.
"They don't _look_ at all; they are blind." "Astonishing! I'd open my eyes if I were they." "Why, Percy, they are blind--stone-blind!" "How is that?
How blind is a stone ?" Dotty busied herself with her turkey.

Her Eastman cousins all had a way of rendering her very uncomfortable.

They made remarks which were intended to be witty, but were only pert.