"If he only had breeding or education, he might be really worth while," she added, almost approvingly.
When he spoke again O'Hara ignored Gabriella, and turned his alert questioning glance on the little seamstress.

Fanny had sauntered up the walk to join the group--Fanny in all the glory of her yellow curls, and her "debutante slouch "-- and he bowed gravely to her without the faintest change of expression.

If he admired Fanny's beauty and pitied Miss Polly's plainness, there was no hint of it in the indifferent look he turned from the girl to the old woman.
"The next time you're planting things," he said earnestly, "I wish you'd set out a red geranium.

I saw a cart of 'em go by in the street this morning and I had half a mind to buy a pot or two for the yard.

If I get some, will you put 'em out ?" "Why, of course, I will.