“And she makes all our clothes,” said Doris.
“And we often know she’s real tired, and she keeps on sewing,” said Eva.
“And when I get a big woman I’m going to take care of her,” said Doris, quite carried away.
“Never mind when you’re a woman—we want help now,” said Eileen.
“And we’ll say she tries to make time to teach us,” said Mollie, “and bring us up nicely, and we’re afraid she’ll tire herself to death before we grow up, and we’d like him to write to us if he can spare the time.”
“Yes, spare the time,” repeated Eileen.
“And-and—we’d like him to come and see us——”
“Come and see us!” they repeated aghast. “Oh, Mollie! you’re not going to ask him over here, are you?”
“Yes. What else can we do?”
“But if he’s such a big, rich man, and travelled such a lot—oh, Mollie! our place won’t be grand enough, will it?”