1It was the crisis, and into it Mollie intruded with clumsy tread.
2And Mollie was to have returned the favor in a few days.
3Now he said, Mollie Prater, you got a case of the crazies?
4Mollie has given me tea to keep me awake on the road.
5I mean it, Mollie; it is not a polite form of speech.
6A month ago Mollie had been in the full swing of mid-term.
7On the floor sat the toddler, Mollie, still in her white dress.
8Snap-shots, showing Ed and Mollie on the beach in their bathing suits.
9Mollie and Ruth were deep in conversation with Mrs. Post and Hugh.
10Aunt Mollie and her first husband trekked in here forty years ago.
11It was high noon when Mollie awoke, refreshed in body and mind.
12Mollie looked almost frightened; she shrunk away with a wistful little sigh.
13The same thought clouded the bright faces of Mollie, Grace and Bab.
14Mollie spent the evening alone, of course, but in despair no longer.
15She was longing to see her mother and Mollie and Betty Ashton.
16A few people can, not everyone; but it is better not, Mollie.