“That was a story,” said John.
“And I knew all the time,” said Martha Mary.
“Knew what, Sister?”
“It was General Sherman marching from Atlanta to the sea.”
“You’re right.”
“And I knew,” said Edward Lee.
“What did you know, Son?”
“Mick was Uncle Leonard.”
“Again right. And that is not all. Guess where Mother Dear has gone!”
“Give up!” they all shouted together.