What if the word should be No?
But Aunt Madge was never known to break a child's heart.
"Who minds a snow-storm ?" said she, gayly.

"I love it as well as any snow-bird.

I am very sorry you were disappointed the other day.

I'll have my wraps on in two minutes." The children watched from the bay-window as John came round with the carriage, and the three ladies got in.
"She's a rare one," remarked Horace, with a sweep of his thumb.
"Who?
Maria ?" "No, Dot; the one in front; the handsomest woman in the city of New York.

Tell you what, 'tisn't everybody would go round and look up the poor the way she does; and she rich as mud, too." "Why, Horace, that's the very reason she ought to do it.