This was the beginning of the fourth year that she and Cornie had roomed together, and to Mary their companionship seemed ideal.
"I hope my room-mate will prove as congenial as you two," she said, after listening half an hour to their laughing repartee and their ridiculous discussions as to the arrangement of their pictures and bric-a-brac.

"I've been looking forward all morning to her coming.

Every time I think of her I have the same excited, creepy feeling that I used to have when I opened a prize pop-corn box.

My little brother and I used to save all our pennies for them when we were little tots back in Kansas.

We didn't eat the pop-corn, that is _I_ didn't.