She was always kind to Dinah.

"Well, I can help you for a few minutes.

I can't think how you come to be so late.
I thought you came in long ago." "Yes, but Billy wanted some buttons sewn on, and that hindered me." Dinah was dragging at her hair with impatient fingers.

"What a swell you look, Rose! I'm sure no one will dare to ask you for any but square dances." "Do you think so, dear ?" said Rose, looking at herself complacently in the glass over Dinah's head.
Dinah made a sudden and hideous grimace.

"Oh, drat my hair! I can't do anything with it.