She did not know what a wedding might be, but was sure it had pies in it.
"There goes a right smart little girl," said Horace, with a sweep of his thumb towards the Cleveland cars.

"If it wasn't for Prudy, I should like her better than any other cousin I have in the world." "She is an engaging child," replied his mother, "and really seems to be outgrowing her naughty ways." Thus, you see, Dotty Dimple, in coming away from Indiana, had left in the minds of her friends only "golden opinions." Perhaps she was rather overrated.

Everything had gone well with her during her visit; why should she not be pleasant and happy?
I am inclined to think there was the same old naughtiness in her heart, only just now it was asleep.

We shall see.
Nothing remarkable occurred on the homeward journey, except that Mr.
Parlin bought some gold-fishes in Boston, and carried them home as a present to Mrs.Read.They travelled one night in a sleeping-car, and by that means reached Portland a day earlier than they were expected.
Dotty hardly knew whether to be glad or sorry for this.

There was a great deal to be said on both sides of the question.