When Betsy cuts the classified ad from the paper, she says "It's just sixteen words" then proceeds to read "Forced to sell farm dwelling original beams barn apple orchard trout stream seclusion superb view will sacrifice". Seventeen words. See more
I want it to be a soft green, not as blue-green as a robin's egg, but not as yellow-green as daffodil buds. Now, the only sample I could get is a little too yellow, but don't let whoever does it go to the other extreme and get it too blue. It should just be a sort of grayish-yellow-green. Now, the dining room. I'd like yellow. Not just yellow; a very gay yellow. Something bright and sunshine-y. I tell you, Mr. PeDelford, if you'll send one of your men to the grocer for a pound of their best ...