"If you see her coming lock the door and go and hide in a closet until she goes away.

Mrs.Binks always brings her ancestors with her and they fill the house so that there's no room for anybody else." When the day's work was ended Mrs.Wright exclaimed: "Thank goodness! the Binkses have not returned." We always referred to Mrs.Binks as the Binkses after that.
Mrs.Jenison, a friend of the Wrights, came in that afternoon and told us of the visit of young Latour to Canton and of the great relief of the decent people at his speedy departure.
"I wonder what brought him here," said Mrs.Wright.
"It seems that he had heard of the beauty of Sally Dunkelberg.

But a bee had stung her nose just before he came and she was a sight to behold." The ladies laughed.
"It's lucky," said Mrs.Wright.

"Doesn't Horace Dunkelberg know about him ?" "I suppose he does, but the man is money crazy." I couldn't help hearing it, for I was working in the room in which they talked.

Well, really, it doesn't matter much now.