"Yes'm; I hardly ever went to sleep in the cars. But when you said
'eyes,' auntie, it made me think of the blind children. We went to the
'Sylum to see them."

"How do they look?" asked Johnny.

"They don't _look_ at all; they are blind."

"Astonishing! I'd open my eyes if I were they."

"Why, Percy, they are blind--stone-blind!"

"How is that? How blind is a stone?"

Dotty busied herself with her turkey. Her Eastman cousins all had a way
of rendering her very uncomfortable. They made remarks which were
intended to be witty, but were only pert. They were not really
kind-hearted, or they would have been more thoughtful of the feelings
of others.

"Alice," said dear Mrs. Read, trying to turn the conversation, "I see
thee wears a very pretty ring."

Dotty took it off her finger, and passed it around for inspection.

"I never had a ring before," said she, with animation. "I never had
anything to wear--'cept _clothes_"

Percy laughed.