Ralph Henry Barbour

“ Do let me walk with you some morning, Jocelyn. I love it. You get such a dandy appetite.”
“I wish you would,” she answered sweetly.
“I hope she won't,” growled Larry. He was rather cross these days. “If she develops any more appetite the rest of us won't get a look-in. If you don't want all the strawberries, sis, you might pass the dish along.”
I had tried very hard to get Jocelyn to confide to me more of her unhappy love affair, but there were few opportunities those days and she always put me off. ”

“ Tully came over earlier than usual and sat on the porch, and gazed across the lawn, and looked so utterly miserable that I pitied him, in spite of myself. Jocelyn was very quiet, too, and finally she got up suddenly and announced that she had a headache and was going up to lie down. She went in without looking at any of us, but I'm sure she was on the edge of tears. Ned shot a puzzled look after her, but Larry never raised his head from the handle of the golf-stick he was rewinding. ”

“ Nowadays young folks seem to think that the day begins at nine o'clock.”
“That's very unkind,” I protested. “You know very well that I used to ride before breakfast almost every morning, when we first came up. ”