I don't care to hear all that your mother's cook said about the fish-kettle." I felt uncomfortable, and was glad that Lady Elizabeth went on talking.
"Have you and Joseph any collections?
When I was your age, I remember I made a nice collection of wafers.

They were quite as pretty as modern monograms." "Joseph collected feathers out of the pillows once," I said, laughing.
"He got a great many different sorts, but nurse burned them, and he cried." "I'm sorry nurse burned them.

I daresay they made him very happy.

I advise you to begin a collection, Selina.

It is a capital cure for discontent.