“Why, neither one of them is home to me unless you are there, and whichever one you grace with your presence is for the time being the one I like the better.”
“And the baby, too, whichever one she is in makes it home!”
“Oh, certainly!” exclaimed Edwin Green with a whimsical expression on his face. “I see that when I make love now it is to be to two ladies and not to one.”
“Don’t you think Mildred has grown a lot? And see, her eyes have really turned brown, just as Mother said they would. Don’t you think she looks well?”
“Yes, honey, I think she looks very well, but I don’t think you do.”
“Me! Nonsense! I am as well as can be, just a little tired from the trip.”
“Yes, I know. Of course that was fatiguing, but I think you are thinner than you have any right to be. I am afraid you have been doing too much.”
“Oh, not at all. I have had simply nothing to do but take care of the baby, and that is just play, real play.”
“Humph, no doubt! But maybe you have played too hard and that is what has tired you. I thought you were going to bring Kizzie along to nurse.”
“Oh, that was your and Mother’s plan! I never had any idea of doing it. ’Deed and um’s muvver is going to take care of ’ittle bits a baby herself,” and Molly reached out and snuggled the willing Mildred down in the sleepy-hollow chair. Daddy’s knee was not the most comfortable spot in the world, and a back that has only been in the world about four months cannot stand for much dandling.