"The color's pretty, but you can see too plain where the red leaves off and where the white begins." "Speaking about color," said Mrs.Whitman, "I am going to ask you something." "What ?" "Do you really think Miss Farrel's color is natural ?" "I don't know.

It looks so." "I know it does, but I had it real straight that she keeps some pink stuff that she uses in a box as bold as can be, right in sight on her wash-stand." "I don't know anything about it," said Mrs.Ayres, in her weary, gentle fashion.

"I have heard, of course, that some women do use such things, but none of my folks ever did, and I never knew anybody else who did." Then Sylvia opened upon the subject which had brought her there.

She had reached it by a process as natural as nature itself.
"I know one thing," said she: "I have no opinion of that woman.

I can't have.