Oh, Primrose! may I run round to Poppy, and see if she can help us ?" Primrose smiled very faintly, and it dawned across her again in rather a painful manner what a mere child her little sister was.
"I think I wouldn't, darling," she said.

"Poppy could not really help you about publishers.

Look here, Jasmine and Daisy; here is a letter I found in mamma's cabinet yesterday--it is directed to me, but the news it contains is for us all; will you and Daisy go out into the garden and read it together.

You will be very much astonished when you read the letter--poor mamma, what she must have suffered! While you are reading I will go out.

Mr.Danesfield says I may consult him, and as I know he is a wise man, I will do so." "Would you like to take my ode with you ?" inquired Jasmine.
"No, not to-day, dear--if I am not in to dinner, don't wait for me." "I know one thing; we'll be very saving about that dinner," remarked Jasmine, shaking back her curly locks.