I will come in to-morrow and coax your mother into a full assent to my plans; meanwhile, fly home with your medicines.

There was a time when you used to give my tonics at night and my sleeping-draught in the morning; but I believe in you absolutely from this day." Polly put her two slim hands in the kind doctor's, and looking up with brimming eyes into his genial face said, "Dear Dr.George, you may believe in me; indeed, indeed you may!" Dr.George looked out of his office window, and mused as his eyes followed Polly up the shaded walk under the pepper-trees.
"Oh, these young things, these young things, how one's heart yearns over them!" he sighed.

"There she goes, full tilt, notwithstanding the heat; hat swinging in her hand instead of being on her pretty head; her heart bursting with fond schemes to keep that precious mother alive.
It's a splendid nature, that girl's; one that is in danger of being wrecked by its own impetuosity, but one so full and rich that it is capable of bubbling over and enriching all the dull and sterile ones about it.

Now, if all the money I can rake and scrape together need not go to those languid, boneless children of my languid, boneless sister-in-law, I could put that brave little girl on her feet.

I think she will be able to do battle with the world so long as she has her mother for a motive-power.