Zane looked closely at his sister.

Her cheeks were flowing with health; her eyes were sparkling with pleasure.

Failing to observe any indication of the change in Betty which his wife had spoken, he concluded that women were better qualified to judge their own sex than were men.

He had to confess to himself that the only change he could see in his sister was that she grew prettier every day of her life.
"Oh, papa.

I hit Sam right in the head with a big snow-ball, and I made Betty run into the house, and I slid down to all by myself.