“She might do worse,” said Grandma, coolly.
“But she won’t be one,” said Margaretta, desperately. “She is too self-centred. She is taken with the large house and the good view. She will be disgusted with the dirty people.”
“We shall see,” said Grandma, calmly.
“You will only take the house for a short time, of course.”
“I shall probably stay there until eternity claims me.”
“Grandma!”
“One little old woman in this big republic will not encourage home faithlessness,” said Grandma, firmly.
“Dearest of grandmothers, what do you mean?”
“How the old homes must suffer,” said Grandma, musingly. “Families are being reared within their walls, then suddenly the mother takes a caprice—we must move.”