He was a good deal of a scholar and antiquarian.

Aunt Daphne seemed to me just a deprecating little shadow that trotted after him, and made life smooth." Kit listened with the attentive curiosity of a squirrel, and Jean, who knew every changing expression on her face, was sure she was having a little private debate with herself.
"I don't think," continued Mrs.Robbins, easily, "that it is such a misfortune after all our not having a boy to fill his order.

It wouldn't be a very cheerful or sympathetic home for any young person." "Oh, but mother, dear," Kit burst forth, eagerly.

"Think what glorious fun it would be to train them, and make them understand how much more interesting you can make life if you only take the right point of view." "Yes, but supposing what seemed to be the right point of view to you, Kit, was not the right point of view to them at all.

Every one looks at life from his own angle." "Carlota always said that, too," Jean put in.