These, however, were only impressions of Elizabeth on
a small scale, but I acknowledge the use of them here in the process of
developing her to full life-size. Elizabeth, as I say, is a
personality apart; there is only one Elizabeth. Here she is.
F. A. K.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 20
ILLUSTRATIONS
Our Elizabeth . . . . . . _Frontispiece_
Henry and I looked at the Cookery Book
The Kid
A Bad Sign
Marion dropped fifteen stitches
Our Friend William
'Wot's 'orrible about it?'
'Oh, must I, Mama?'
''E was starin' at it wild-like.'
'Do you mean the boiler one?' I asked.
'I suppose I'm shocking you terribly.'
A slight lowering of the left eye-lid.
Henry, being a Scotsman, likes argument.
'A fair razzle-dazzle.'
She dashed from the room in a spasm of mirth.
'Am I not a suitable wife for Henry?'
'Carn't you get rid of 'er?'
'Stop, William!' Marion said.
'Oo ses the Signs is wrong?'
''Ere's to us, all of us!'
OUR ELIZABETH
CHAPTER I
If you ask Henry he will tell you that I cannot cook.
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