I'm going to get the best copy I can find, with gold edges.

If uncle hasn't a nice one in his store, I'll send to Boston.

Mr.Ticknor'll pick me out the best one he has, I know, 'cause he knows father real well, and we buy lots of things there." Gypsy said nothing.

She was rather abashed to hear Joy talk in such familiar terms of Mr.Ticknor.She was more uneasy that Joy should give so handsome a present.

She sat looking at her silently, and while she looked, a curious, dull, sickening pain crept into her heart.