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Sieppe all about Old Grannis, not forgetting the fiction of the title and the unjust stepfather. "He's quite a personage really," said Miss Baker. Mrs. Sieppe led the conversation around to her children. "Ach, Trina is sudge a goote girl," she said; "always gay, yes, und sing from morgen to night. Und Owgooste, he is soh smart also, yes, eh?
It eez sudge a pleasure to see you again awe." "Won't you two just go in the reception-room a moment," said Aileen, almost hoarsely. "I'll be right in. I want to get something." Then, as an afterthought, she called very sweetly: "Oh, Mrs. Sohlberg, won't you come up to my room for a moment? I have something I want to show you." Rita responded promptly.
"Twenty-six!" said Aurora, correcting herself. "W'ere you fin' sudge a reever lag dad Mississippi? On dit," she said, turning to Clotilde, "que ses eaux ont la propriété de contribuer même
Clotilde is sudge a foolish she nevva thing of dad troub' to you she say she thing you was too kine-'arted to call dad troub' ha, ha, ha! So anny'ow we sen' for you, eh!" Frowenfeld said he was glad they had done so, whereupon Aurora rose lightly, saying: "I go an' sen' her." She started away, but turned back to add: "You know, 'Sieur Frowenfel', she say she cann' truz nobody bud y'u."
"I do not suppose," replied the visitor, "there is a more delightful climate in the world." "Ah-h-h!" both ladies at once, in a low, gracious tone of acknowledgment. "I thing Louisiana is a paradize-me!" said Aurora. "W'ere you goin' fin' sudge a h-air?" She respired a sample of it. "W'ere you goin' fin' sudge a so ridge groun'? De weed' in my bag yard is twenny-five feet 'igh!" "Ah! maman!"
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