In the more innocent sense of the word she looked like her name, Hoiden.
Talking never mended matters; Jack was at the hoiden age, and had to grow into tidiness and womanhood by-and-by.
Only an hour later Mr. Pearl and Hoiden stood at the new station on Luke's land, waiting for the east-going train.
When Hoiden saw the letter was for Luke she begged leave to put in a few words of postscript, and she had her way.
Meantime the railroad was completed, and Mr. Pearl came to the Judge's early one morning and called for Hoiden.
Betsy met him at the door, and, woman-like, told the story of Hoiden's departure almost at the first breath.