Sometimes I hope it will be Donald's sister, Mary Louise.

Anyway, I am going to get acquainted with her and make it my business to see that she and Peter get their chance to know each other well.

My job for Peter is to help run his brook at the proper angle, build his bridge, engineer his road, and plant his grounds; so don't be dreaming any foolish dreams, Katy." Katy folded her arms, tilted her chin at an unusually aspiring angle, and deliberately sniffed.
"Don't ye be lettin' yourself belave your own foolishness," she said.

"I ain't done with me exhibit yet.

On the hall table ye will find a package from the Pater Morrison man that Miss Eileen had the joy of takin' in and layin' aside for ye, an atop of it rists a big letter that I'm thinkin' might mean Miss Marian." "Oh," cried Linda.