There was no fog when she pushed Evadna into the seat of honor, however, and her mouth abetted her eyes in smiling.
"Everything at the ranch is perfectly horrid," Evadna complained pathetically, leaning back in the rocking-chair.

"I'd just as soon be shut up in a graveyard.

You can't IMAGINE what it's like, Georgie, since those horrible men came and camped around all over the place! All yesterday afternoon and till dark, mind you, the boys were down there shooting at everything but the men, and they began to shoot back, and Aunt Phoebe was afraid the boys would be hit, and so we all went down and--oh, it was awful! If Grant hadn't come home and stopped them, everybody would have been murdered.

And you should have heard how they swore at Grant afterward! They just called him everything they could think of for making them stop.

I had to sit around on the other side of the house--and even then I couldn't help hearing most of it.
"And to-day it is worse, because they just go around like a lot of dummies and won't do anything but look mean.