This mouth Ojo considered very artistic and lifelike, and Margolotte was pleased when the boy praised it.

There were almost too many patches on the face of the girl for her to be considered strictly beautiful, for one cheek was yellow and the other red, her chin blue, her forehead purple and the center, where her nose had been formed and padded, a bright yellow.
"You ought to have had her face all pink," suggested the boy.
"I suppose so; but I had no pink cloth," replied the woman.

"Still, I cannot see as it matters much, for I wish my Patchwork Girl to be useful rather than ornamental.

If I get tired looking at her patched face I can whitewash it." "Has she any brains ?" asked Ojo.
"No; I forgot all about the brains!" exclaimed the woman.

"I am glad you reminded me of them, for it is not too late to supply them, by any means.