You promised to help me teach my boys to be gentle--it's all they lack, and it takes gentle women, honey--" "I am gentle," Evadna protested grievedly.

"I've never once forgotten to be gentle and quiet, and I haven't done a thing to them--but they're horrid and rough, anyway--" "Let me in, honey, and we'll talk it over.

Something's got to be done.
If you wouldn't be so timid, and would make friends with them, instead of looking at them as if you expected them to murder you--I must say, Vadnie, you're a real temptation; they can't help scaring you when you go around acting as if you expected to be scared.

You--you're TOO--" The door opened still wider, and she went in.

"Now, the idea of a great girl like you hiding her head under a pillow just because Grant asked old Hagar to apologize!" Evadna sat down upon the edge of the bed and stared unwinkingly at her aunt.