But, dearies, I think you will always be my favourites—mine and Juliana's.
"I am just sending a line to your mothers, dearies," 47she said to Edna and Dorothy.
Hes a kind of cousin of Glans father, dearies, observed Aunt Janet.
Come and kiss your old granny, my dearies, and trot away and have your dew-baths.
"You will look like a field of daisies and clover, dearies," said grandmamma.
But the young and beautiful like you, my dearies, do not so die at Machecoul.
Sit you down, dearies, and rest yourselves, and Aunt Janetll have things ready in no time for you.
They were just about your age, and Iand theygood-night, dearies, she stooped suddenly and kissed them each on the forehead.
“Yes indeed, dearies, you may all take home whatever you make,” their young teacher told them.
"For you know, my dearies, your poor Grandmamma has not been well and the start might be bad for her," she explained.