"He wanted you to recommend it to your friends, I've no doubt,"
remarked Mollie.

"He didn't say so, but I haven't any hesitation in doing so. I just
love it."

"It is nice," said Amy. "I'm going to get some the next time I go
down-town."

The spicy scent of the perfumed talcum powder mingled with the odor of
the grass, the trees, and the flowers, over which the bees were
humming.

"Come, come, Betty!" exclaimed Mollie, vigorously, when shining noses
had been rendered immune from the effects of the sun, "when do we hear
that wonderful secret of yours?"

"Right away! Make yourselves comfortable. I'm going to walk about, and
get the proper action to go with the words. Now, what did I do with
that letter?" and she looked in her belt, up her sleeve, and in the
folds of her waist.

"Gracious, I hope I haven't lost it!" she exclaimed, glancing about,
anxiously.

"Was it only a letter?" asked Mollie, something of disappointment
manifesting itself in her tones.

"Only a letter!" repeated Betty, with proper emphasis. "Well, I like