“Oh, I can hardly wait,” said the little girl, looking out of the window.
“Come, dear, finish your breakfast.”
“May I tell Katie?”
“Yes,” nodded Grandma.
Katie was as delighted as Mary Frances.
“Katie is a wonder, Nanny,” said Mary Frances. “She was telling me yesterday about all she could do when she was little. When she was a mere child she could cook a pair of pork chops beautifully, she told me.”
“But Katie is only eighteen, now,” laughed, Grandma.
Katie was delighted