Oh, I see, murmured Maddie. She didn't see, though. Not really. Why cry over a ladder in your tights? […] They must have been defective, she said. / No, they weren't! It's me who's defective! I'm too fat to wear Mediums any more. That's why they ladder. They ladder the moment I put them on, because my legs are too fat. Everything is too fat! Joanna shot her mother a baleful glance that brimmed with threat.
And I will be bold to ſay my two girls have had a pretty good education, and capacity, … they underſtand their needle, breadſtitch, croſs and change, and all manner of plain-work; they can pink, point, and frill; …
Now when Ieſus was boꝛne in Bethlehem of Iudea, in the dayes of Herod the king, behold, there came Wiſe men from the Eaſt to Hierusalem,
It was a long time before he could steady his nerves to answer my questions, and then he answered perplexingly and brokenly.
