Oh, roll, Jordan, roll!"
Marget stopped at the door. "We're going to your house, Aunt Mimy, with quilt pieces for Julia."
Mimy interrupted her singing. "Are you gwine take company?"
"Well, she isn't company."
"You'll find a mighty mess in that house! I don't think I ought to let you go, Miss Marget! You see, Susan's been away, and Julia can't get around, and when Zinia comes from the big house she wants to read! instead of straightening up. I reckon you better not go."
Marget laughed. "Aunt Mimy, you know how we'll find the house!"
"Well, go along!" said Mimy, gloomily. "Julia'll be glad to get the pieces."
They left the kitchen behind them.
"And I want to go to heaven to hear Jordan roll!"
Marget's low, warm laughter sounded again. "Her house is like a pin, and she's so proud of it, and she wouldn't for anything miss having you see it! The same little rhyme is said to every guest we have. And 'read!' Mimy's so proud to see Zinia sit at a table and read! Jim can read, too, but he doesn't like to. But Zinia is fond of books."