"Oh, I'm glad I'm alive! I never expected to have everything I wanted in the way of gardens! Don't you love them, too?"
"Of course,—and yet, not as you do, Patty. I was brought up in the great
West, you know,—and sometimes I long for the big spaces."
"Why, this is a big space, isn't it?"
"I mean the prairies,—yes, even the desert,—the limitless expanse of—"
"Limitless fiddlesticks! You can't have the earth!"
"I don't want it. You're all the world to me, then why crave the earth?"
"Nice boy! Well, as I was about to say, do you know, I think it's time we had some guests up here, just for to see and to admire this paradise of ours."
"Have them, by all means. Are you settled enough?"
"Oh, yes. And I shan't have anything much to do. Mrs. Chase is a host in herself, and Nurse Winnie takes full charge of my child,—with Susie's help."
"Do you own that infant exclusively, ma'am? I notice you always say my child!"