I will pull my hood well over my face, for I would not have this frolic reach Aunt Susan's ears.

She would make a mighty coil anent it.

But oh, I have so longed for pretty things such as Rachel wears Why is it wrong to love bright colours and soft fabrics?
I will not believe it is.
When I am grown to woman's estate, and have a home of my own to regulate, I will wear what I choose and what becomes me best.

It is folly to think God loves not beauty and brightness.

Has He not made the sky blue, the trees green, the flowers of every hue of the rainbow?
Does He not paint the sky with brilliant hues?
Why is man alone of his creatures to be dull and sad ?" "Nay, I know not; I am unlearned in these questions.