"But I know she won't be." "You say that," cried Unity, turning on him, "because you are a Federalist! Well, women are neither Federalists nor Republicans! They have no party and no soul of their own! They are just what the person they love is--" "That's not so," said Cary.
"Oh, I know it's not so!" agreed Miss Dandridge, with impatience.

"It's just one of those things that are said! But it remains that Jacqueline must be happy.

I'll break my heart if she's not! And as long as I live, I'll say that Uncle Dick and Uncle Edward are to blame--" "Where are they ?" "Oh, Uncle Dick is in the long field watching the threshing, and Uncle Edward is in the library reading Swift! And Aunt Nancy has ordered black scarfs to be put above the pictures of Uncle Henry and of Great-Aunt Jacqueline that Jacqueline's named for.

Oh, oh!" "And Deb ?" asked the young man gently.
"Deb is at Cousin Jane Selden's.

She has been there with Jacqueline a week--she and Miranda.