"After all, perhaps it is just as well I can't always have my own way.

I might become a monument of selfishness." "There doesn't seem to be much danger of it," laughed Grace, as she put on her hat and slipped into her long coat.

"There is a strong possibility, however, that 'not prepared' will be my watchword to-morrow.

I think I shall write a theme on the decline of the art of study and use personal illustrations.

It seems such a shame that mid-years had to come skulking along on the very heels of Christmas, doesn't it ?" Arline nodded.