"Loverly gloves," said Madget, dreamily. "I want a pink hat."
"I want flowers on my hat," said Mabel, critically.
"How nice your house looks," Elizabeth said. "The kitchen floor is clean, and everything put away."
"Mis' Laury Ann, she's learning me how to do housework, and I learn Mabel pretty good. Marmer she bought some dishes. See 'em there. Mabel and me, we like to keep 'em shined up."
On the two shelves over the pump an array of formidably coloured, coarse crockery had made its appearance. Large pink roses heavily smeared with gilt were the prevailing decoration. Three pink coffee cups, with a gilded moustache protector in each, occupied a place of honour.
"Me and Marmer and Mabel has these," Moses informed her proudly. "Madget, she drinks out of a mug. It's only a plain white mug, so we don't put it where it will show. Ma, she says she had just as soon we would eat out o' them dishes if we'll clean 'em up after."
"Who does the cooking?"
"I told you I done the cooking once," Moses said, "how many times have you got to be said it over to?"
"Moses!"
"Well," said Moses, argumentatively, "if you was old enough to boss me, it would be different, but you ain't."