And it looks funny to you--I mean to your mother--to see us dressed up this way; but auntie said we might, just to keep us from being so lonesome.

And Mrs.Brooks, she wants you to call again the day after _the day after_ to-morrow.

She thinks she'll be home then." "Yes'm," struck in my Lady Magnifico! "She thinks she'll come then with Uncle 'Gustus.

He isn't much sick.

If he was going to die, we wouldn't dress up so, certainly." "No," replied Mrs.Brooks, smiling.