She had had a delightful time herself, as she always did have, wherever she was.

She told Dotty and Flyaway of several interesting events which had happened; but, best of all, she had brought them a quantity of beautiful shells, which they were to divide with Ruthie.

The brisk Ruth had come back again as energetic as ever.

It proved that her mother had not been so very ill, after all.
"Bless that Prudy's little white heart," said she, kissing her on both cheeks; "she never forgets anybody but herself." Ruthie did not praise children as a general thing; but she loved Prudy in spite of herself.
Aunt Maria had brought Dotty a beautiful doll.

"Because," said she, "I knew you would try to take good care of my little Katie." "O, thank you ever so much, Aunt 'Ria," cried Dotty, handing the dolly at once to Prudy to be admired.