little woman

“Ruth is a mousy little woman, really,” said one prominent political figure in town.

Edna was a trifle embarrassed at being thus signaled out for the imperious little woman's favor.

"Take me back, Jack; take me back to Mrs. Haggard's at once," the poor little woman had pleaded to the parson.

He brought us again to where the frail little woman determined to fight death with death.

"I don't know whether I like you or not," replied Edna, gazing down at the little woman with a quizzical look.

That poor little woman with the red eyes and the parti-colored hair is the mother of the infant.