"He wasn't sick but a day.

He ate milk an' cherries.

I wonder where Flora is?
She didn't have a thing to do but comb her hair and change her dress.

I guess I'll go call her." Mrs.Maxwell's face was frowning with innocent purpose, but there was a sly note in her voice.

She hurried out of the room and they heard her call, "Flora! Flora!" in the entry.