She would gladly have given all the French she could jabber for a pair of golden bells with pearl-tipped tongues, like those Ariadne wore; and, clasping her hands, she answered, in a tone that went to the hearer's heart, "They are too sweet for anything! If uncle would only let me wear some, I should be perfectly happy." "I wouldn't mind what he says.

Papa laughed at me at first, but he likes them now, and says I shall have diamond solitaires when I am eighteen," said Ariadne, quite satisfied with her shot.
"I've got a pair now that were mamma's, and a beautiful little pair of pearl and turquoise ones, that I am dying to wear," sighed Rose.
"Then do it.

I'll pierce your ears, and you must wear a bit of silk in them till they are well; your curls will hide them nicely; then, some day, slip in your smallest ear-rings, and see if your uncle don't like them." "I asked him if it wouldn't do my eyes good once when they were red, and he only laughed.

People do cure weak eyes that way, don't they ?" "Yes, indeed, and yours are sort of red.

Let me see.