afraid she is; such a loud voice and such high color"
"Oh, now, come, Aunt Sarah; she's just a fine, jolly little woman."
"Oh, indeed!"
"Impulsive, so that she's misunderstood sometimes by the other ladies, but the kindest heart in the world."
"And that's so lovely," said Carrie. "She always did seem to me so sort of—well—kind-hearted."
Carrie really is an awful goose, Kate thought, helping herself to entrée. What's in this? Mushrooms and sweetbreads, but what else? I wonder if I could show Lizzie. Oh dear, I hope I haven't drunk too much wine, my head feels queer. I don't a bit like the way that butler looks at me—I know he's laughing, stuck-up thing. How could I hear him, mumbling?
"Are you doing much painting, Kate?"
"Well, not so much as I should be doing, we've been so busy, but I'm really going to get to work now."
"I imagine there was a good deal to do to make your house livable."
"We thought we wouldn't do very much, since we may begin building almost any time."
"Oho! So you're thinking of building, Joseph?"
"It's a dream, Aunt Sarah, when our ship comes in."
"Well, please see to it that the whole fleet comes in at the same time. You know Joseph takes care of my investments, Kate, and of Lulu's, since his Uncle
