The next moment she had whisked off the waterproof apron, thrust it under the piano lid, then, seeing Aunt Angela still placidly winding, had said, "Quick-in case-hide them, auntie," and had flown to answer the bell.
"The Debit Account"
Oliver Onions
Isn't it splendid, auntie?
"The Debit Account"
Oliver Onions
Here are three-one for you, one for auntie, and one for myself, said the young sailor, displaying the elegant cards of silver letters on white satin tablets.
"Her Mother's Secret"
Emma D. E. N. Southworth