We all thought when George married her she wouldn't be a suitable wife for him." Aunt Atossa sighed heavily, as if all forebodings upon the occasion of George Barry's marriage had been amply and darkly fulfilled.
"Going, are you ?" she inquired, as the girls rose.

"Well, I suppose you can't find much amusement talking to an old woman like me.

It's such a pity the boys ain't home." "We want to run in and see Ruby Gillis a little while," explained Diana.
"Oh, anything does for an excuse, of course," said Aunt Atossa, amiably.
"Just whip in and whip out before you have time to say how-do decently.
It's college airs, I s'pose.

You'd be wiser to keep away from Ruby Gillis.

The doctors say consumption's catching.