Good-night, dear.

When I am rested I'm going to help you in many ways, in return for all you did for that lazy, lackadaisical, limp little nonentity that you used to dose and coddle when you should have given her a good shaking." "It's all a miracle," said Mrs.Muir to her husband, at the conclusion of lengthy remarks about Madge.
"As much a miracle as my fortune," was the quiet reply.

"Madge has had sense enough to know what she wanted and how to get it.".