CHAPTER XVI
Mother
Madget was sitting on the floor, and singing to herself:
"I am a little love, and I'm sitting on the floor. They put me here to sit and sing, Eating cookies as I sing, On Grandma Swiftie's lovely floor. A little girl I used to be Is sitting on the floor."
"Don't you think you have sung almost enough, Madget?" Mrs. Swift said. "What's the matter, Elizabeth? Don't you think she has?"
"Oh, I don't know. I was just listening to the sound of your voice, Mother. It's so good to hear it again—saying anything."
"No, I don't," said Madget, pausing between selections only long enough to reply literally to the question addressed to her:
"A little girl with yellow teeth Was sitting on the kitchen floor. She sat and sang most all day long, And et some cookies all day long, On Grandma Swiftie's lovely floor."