"Another bird spreading its wings," said he.
She looked very small and delicately dainty. Whereas Isobel, "Isobel was like a double begonia in full bloom," said Betty.
The begonia bloomed till a late hour effulgently.
Elma simply longed all the time for Mabel and Jean, and oh! "Love of our Lives," Adelaide Maud.
It was Lance who christened her "Love of our Lives."
"What's that idiot going on about," asked Cuthbert, as he swung Elma off on the double hop of a polka.
"He is talking about Adelaide Maud. I'm so dull because she isn't here."
"You are?" asked Cuthbert.
There was a curious inflection on the "you" as though he had said, "You also?"
"Yes," said Elma, "though it's so often 'so near and yet so far' with Adelaide Maud, she is really my greatest friend."