"She is an old dear," reported Kitty; "I love her with all my heart, but I should like beyond words to give her a right good shock.  I cannot tell you girls, how I positively tremble to do it.  At prayers, for instance, or still more at meals, when we are all so painfully demure, I want to jump up and utter a shout, or do something of that sort.  I have suppressed myself hitherto, but I really do not know if I can go on suppressing myself much longer.  Oh, what is the matter, Edith--what are you frowning at?"