"Three is a good many at a time, though, isn't it ?" "Three what ?" "Three--hem! leaves--to one Clover!" "It's the usual allowance, I believe.

If there were four, now--" "Oh, I dare say there will be.

They seem to collect round you like wasps round honey.

It's some natural law, I presume,--gravitation or levitation, which is it ?" "I'm sure I don't know, and don't try to tease me, Poppy.

People out here are so kind that it's enough to spoil anybody." "Kind, forsooth! Do you consider it all pure kindness?
Really, for such a belle, you're very innocent." "I wish you wouldn't," protested Clover, laughing and coloring.