You will hear her sing presently." Lotty hardly knew her husband.

His face was preternaturally solemn, and he looked as if he was engaged in the most serious business of his life.
"All her father's ways were gentle and delicate," said Clara.
"Just like hers," said Joe.

"When all of us--American boys and girls, pretty rough at times--were playing and larking about, Iris would be just sittin' out like a cat on a carpet, quiet and demure.

I suppose she got that way, too, from her father." "No doubt; and as for your face, my dear, I dare say I shall find a likeness presently.

But just now I see none.