"L," prompted the mother.
Muriel ventured, dubiously:
"L-a-?"
Her mother shook her head. The child ventured again:
"L-i-?"
"No, honey."
The child kicked her brown little legs.
"Tell me, mother dear," she besought. "Please tell me."
"L-o-v-e," spelled the mother.
"Oh, yes! I 'member now…. Mother, dear?"