"Like enough it'll be lamb broth you want to-morrow.

How do you do to-day ?" she finished in polite inquiry.
"Very poorly, thank you," murmured Mrs.Snow, falling back into her usual listless attitude.

"I lost my nap this morning.

Nellie Higgins next door has begun music lessons, and her practising drives me nearly wild.

She was at it all the morning--every minute! I'm sure, I don't know what I shall do!" Polly nodded sympathetically.
"I know.