"You, with your smooth cheeks and bright eyes, may well think of passing a winter in Washington; but what should I do there?
Why, the people would say I had lost my senses.

No, we three ladies will have a nice quiet time at Exeter, and I can go on with my quilting and patchwork.

You see, Miss Alice, that you come back with red cheeks.

The birds and the flowers will be glad to see you again when the spring comes." "Ring the bell, Alice," said Mr.Weston.

"I must know how Mr.Mason's little boy is.