When we got back May Lily had just finished putting up fresh curtains in the room, almost as fine and thin as frost-work.
The furniture is all white, and the walls a soft, cool green, and the rugs like that dark velvety moss that grows in the deepest woods.

When we had finished filling the vases and jardinieres, the room itself all snowy white and green made you think of a bush of bridal wreath.
"We were barely through with that when it was time for Lloyd and Aunt Elizabeth to go to the station to meet Eugenia.

There wasn't room for the rest of us in the carriage, so Betty and Joyce and I hung out of the windows and watched for them, and Betty and Joyce talked about the other time Eugenia came, when they walked up and down under the locusts waiting for her and wondering what she would be like.

When she did come, they were half-afraid of her, she was so stylish and young-ladified, and ordered her maid about in such a superior way.
"Betty said it was curious how snippy girls of that age can be sometimes, and then turn out to be such fine women afterward, when they outgrow their snippiness and snobbishness.

Then she told us a lot we had never heard about the school Eugenia went to in Germany to take a training in housekeeping, and so many interesting things about her that I was all in a quiver of curiosity to see her.
"When we heard the carriage coming, Betty and Joyce tore down-stairs to meet her, but I just hung farther out of the window.