"Thirteen in May. A sad time—nobody will ever listen."
"You don't mean you're going to be thirteen forever?"
"Do not be poo...."
"He's a much better student than I, Reuben is."
"I can read, by the way.... Was your mother very beautiful?"
"Why—yes, Charity, she was. Everyone should be able to read."
"I thought so because you are beautiful."
"Now, Charity! You ought not——"
"I know. Alway, everything wrong."
"Not that, but—oh, never mind.... What do you like to read?"