Stephanie's welcome to her grand friends if she likes them." "I do like them," sighed Stephanie plaintively.

"I love aristocratic people and nice houses and things.

Why shouldn't I?
You needn't grin, Addie Knighton; you'd know them yourself if you could.

When I come out I'd like to be presented at Court, and go to a ball where the people are all dukes and duchesses and earls and countesses.

It would be worth while dancing with a duke, especially if he wore the Order of the Garter!" "Until that glorious day comes you'll have to dance with poor little me for a partner," giggled Merle.
"Aren't you all rested?
We shall get no blackberries if we don't hurry on," called Miss Moseley from the other end of the rock.
Everybody scrambled up immediately and set out again over the bracken-covered hill-side.