She had pink cheeks and snow-white hair which she wore in quaint little puffs over her ears. My clothes are, and it stands to reason my opinions are, too. I don't say they're any the better of that, mind you. In fact, I daresay they're a good deal the worse. But they've worn nice and easy.
New shoes are smarter than old ones, but the old ones are more comfortable.
I'm old enough to indulge myself in the matter of shoes and opinions. I mean to take it real easy here. I know you expect me to look after you and keep you proper, but I'm not going to do it. You're old enough to know how to behave if you're ever going to be. Aunt Jamesina had brought with her not only the Sarah-cat but Joseph.