Kitty shook her head.

"Much better," she honestly acknowledged.
Opening the breakfast-room door they saw Mrs.Presty making coffee.
Kitty at once retired.

When she had been fishing, her grandmamma inculcated habits of order by directing her to take the rods to pieces, and to put them away in their cases in the lumber-room.

While she was absent, Mr.Sarrazin profited by the opportunity, and asked if Mrs.
Linley had thought it over in the night, and had decided on applying for a Divorce.
"I know nothing about my daughter," Mrs.Presty answered, "except that she had a bad night.

Thinking, no doubt, over your advice," the old lady added with a mischievous smile.
"Will you kindly inquire if Mrs.Linley has made up her mind yet ?" the lawyer ventured to say.
"Isn't that your business ?" Mrs.Presty asked slyly.