"What do you suppose this is ?" she asked, timidly, in an awed whisper.
"How do I know?
I never use such things myself, and I never knew women who did before," said Miss Hart, severely.

"I dare say, after she puts the paint on, she has to use something to smooth it down where the natural color of the skin begins.

How do I know ?" Hannah laid the nail-polisher beside the box of salve.

She was very much in love with the son of the farmer who lived next to her father's.

The next Thursday afternoon was her afternoon off.