Well--er--Imogene, now I'll show you the house and your room and all.

I hope you like 'em." There was no doubt of the liking.

Imogene was delighted with everything.
When she was shown the sunny attic bedroom which was to be hers she clapped her hands.
"It's elegant, ma'am," she cried.

"Just grand! OH! it's too splendid to believe and yet there ain't any make-believe in it.

Lordy! Excuse me, ma'am, I forgot.