Chapter V

Then she'll say, "My dear,
'Tis Aunt Fanny, I hear.
She's nothing to scare,
For she's little and spare:
She's not very fair,
And as high as a chair."
Then you'll put on an air--
For in this affair
You have a great share--
And say, "I don't care
If she's _not_ very fair,
And so little and spare,
Or as cross as a bear:
I protest and declare
I like her, now--there!"