`` The airs that cat puts on are perfectly intolerable , '' declared Stella . `` Him was a nice old pussens , him was , '' vowed Anne , cuddling her pet defiantly . `` Well , I do n't know how he and the Sarah-cat will ever make out to live together , '' said Stella pesimistically . `` Cat-fights in the orchard o'nights are bad enough . But cat-fights here in the livingroom are unthinkable . '' In due time Aunt Jamesina arrived . Anne and Priscilla and Phil had awaited her advent rather dubiously ; but when Aunt Jamesina was enthroned in the rocking chair before the open fire they figuratively bowed down and worshipped her . Aunt Jamesina was a tiny old woman with a little , softly-triangular face , and large , soft blue eyes that were alight with unquenchable youth , and as full of hopes as a girl 's . She had pink cheeks and snow-white hair which she wore in quaint little puffs over her ears . `` It 's a very old-fashioned way , '' she said , knitting industriously at something as dainty and pink as a sunset cloud . `` But I am old-fashioned . My clothes are , and it stands to reason my opinions are , too . I do n't say they 're any the better of that , mind you . In fact , I daresay they 're a good deal the worse . But they 've worn nice and easy . New shoes are smarter than old ones , but the old ones are more comfortable . I 'm old enough to indulge myself in the matter of shoes and opinions . I mean to take it real easy here . I know you expect me to look after you and keep you proper , but I 'm not going to do it . You 're old enough to know how to behave if you 're ever going to be .
So , as far as I am concerned , '' concluded Aunt Jamesina , XXXXX a twinkle in her young eyes , `` you can all go to destruction in your own way . ''
Priscilla Sarah-cat as before in of over than to with