Elfreda was making rapid strides along the road to fellowship.
"I like that girl," she announced as Ruth disappeared around the corner.
"She has lots of pluck.

When we asked her to go out with us to-day she looked at her old coat and hat, then at us.

I could see that she was ashamed of them.

But she wasn't ashamed for more than five seconds.

She straightened up and looked as proud as a princess.