Then unzip another layer to make room for the Saigon cinnamon doughnuts with Dulce de leche.
Dulce, plucking some pale blossom, lifts it to her lips, and kisses it lightly.
No matter of what materials a dish is composed, just so long as it is sweet, it is Dulce.
Few girls have such clever fingers, I believe; and then you and Dulce have such taste.
And here Dulce broke into actual sobs; for was she not the petted darling?
Portia has wished "good-night" to a very sleepy Dulce, and has gone upstairs to her own room.
“Just so,” observed Nan, rather dubiously; and Dulce gave a little gasp.
"Now, do not let us be disagreeable any more," says Dulce, prettily.
Dulce did not answer this, but the droop of her lip was piteous; it melted Phillis at once.
"I don't believe he ever took any in his life," says Dulce, idly.