"A little," Carmen responded, "but I suppose that's natural, given our relationship.
You all have been so nice to us, and we've enjoyed our stay.
Then, on Christmas morning when everyone is awake, we lounge around in our night clothes while we open presents.
You've seen our house.
It's our home and you're more than a sitter or maid to all of us.
OK, if we both pay our way - and this isn't real a date.
I let our stupid house rules stand between us for a long time, but I was the one who finally broke them.
All our cuddling was done outside those doors.
Are we going to have one of these relationships where we have to constantly prove our love to each other?
No, it wasn't our food they were after - it was mischief.
It'll cover our tracks.
We're close enough, and our camp sight will give us a little protection from the coming storm.
They'll find our tracks, won't they?
I suppose I do enjoy the work, and I try to act respectful to all our customers.
But what we do with our time after work is strictly between the two of us.
Cindy, our baby wouldn't be a burden to me even if my financial status was shaky - and it isn't.
Each of us maintains our own apartment, but when Betsy is in town, we spend most nights together.
While my relationship with Martha LeBlanc, nee Rossi, dated back to our play pen years and kindergarten days, lately we've hiked different paths, reducing our contact to Christmas cards and once a month phone calls.
The goal of our offered summer sojourn was described as a seasonal cabin on a small lake in near Wolfboro, New Hampshire.
Quinn is our age but he jumped two school grades on academic excellence.
"That I cannot tell," said the Wizard; "but we cannot now be far below the earth's surface, and that entrance may lead to another stairway that will bring us on top of our world again, where we belong.
Our friends had a good start and were able to maintain it, for with their eight wings they could go just as fast as could the Gargoyles.
As for that, we dragonettes would love to eat you, my child; but unfortunately mother has tied all our tails around the rocks at the back of our individual caves, so that we can not crawl out to get you.
The rest of us will die much more cheerfully when we know you have escaped our sad fate.
He grew up to become a famous man and one of our greatest orators.
All the school children in our country have heard of Henry W. Longfellow.
He is one of the greatest men in our country, was the answer.
But our dear mother waits on us herself.
We are already well on our way.
In a profound way, our lives will be better.
A result of our actions?
And as we have seen, understanding how we are made is certainly a huge advantage in our battle with disease.
They used to hang in long festoons from our porch, filling the whole air with their fragrance, untainted by any earthy smell; and in the early morning, washed in the dew, they felt so soft, so pure, I could not help wondering if they did not resemble the asphodels of God's garden.
We were sadly in the way, but that did not interfere with our pleasure in the least.
We were busy cutting out paper dolls; but we soon wearied of this amusement, and after cutting up our shoestrings and clipping all the leaves off the honeysuckle that were within reach, I turned my attention to Martha's corkscrews.
Belle, our dog, my other companion, was old and lazy and liked to sleep by the open fire rather than to romp with me.
It is never too late to give up our prejudices.
Nature is as well adapted to our weakness as to our strength.
How vigilant we are! determined not to live by faith if we can avoid it; all the day long on the alert, at night we unwillingly say our prayers and commit ourselves to uncertainties.
So thoroughly and sincerely are we compelled to live, reverencing our life, and denying the possibility of change.
"I think," said the prince with a smile, "that if you had been sent instead of our dear Wintzingerode you would have captured the King of Prussia's consent by assault.
Even our Saviour preached liberty and equality.
Kuragin, you part our hands.
"I am very, very grateful to you, mon cher," or "ma chere"--he called everyone without exception and without the slightest variation in his tone, "my dear," whether they were above or below him in rank--"I thank you for myself and for our two dear ones whose name day we are keeping.