"I am going to have this story published," said Harry. "I'm right proud of my wife."
"Suppose I put it into my book," said Mrs. Grey.
"Would you, mamma?" cried Laura, eagerly. "That would be splendid. How can you bring it in?"
"Very easily. It is not so far off my track that it will at all interfere with it."
"Well, Miss Oney," said Belle, "so you're an authoress at last. But I don't envy you. I would rather be the authoress of these babies, than of any book I know."
"So would I," cried Margaret.
"So would I, you dear old geese!" said Laura, laughing. "But I have to put up with what comes to me."