But her face was a joy to see: she had such bright eyes, such a kind, handsome mouth, such a cheerful voice, such a merry laugh.

As they came in sight of the wide-open front-doors, she looked ruefully down at her feet and her grass-and-water-stained skirt, and then into her father's face.
"I don't know what Sophia will say if she sees me, father; I don't, indeed." "Never you mind her, dear.

Sophia's rather high, you know.

And we've had a rare good time.

Eh?
What ?" "I should think we have! There are not many pleasures in life better than persuading a fine trout to go a little way down stream with you.
Are there, father ?" "You are right, Charlotte.