She placed them carefully in the kitchen chair and bade them be nice girls and watch mother do the dishes.
"I left the others in the bedroom," she explained.

"Minnehaha ain't very well this mornin'.

I guess the excitement was too much for her.

She is a very nervous child." Isaiah's evident amusement caused her to make one of her odd changes from childish make-believe to grown-up practicability.
"Of course," she added, with gravity, "I know she ain't really nervous.
She's just full of sawdust, same as all dolls are, and she couldn't have any nerves.

But I like to play she's nervous and delicate.