“It’s over two—three days. It ought to be a big letter.”
“A big letter for a little woman.”
“I wonder if she writes as beautifully as she paints?”
“Very likely.”
“And, oh, daddy, will she be back for our garden party?”
“I think so.”
“Mother says I can’t behave nicely at parties. I shall go about with Miss Eve, and I’ll do just what she does. Then I ought to behave very nicely, oughtn’t I?”
“Perfectly.”
“I do love Miss Eve, daddy, don’t you?”
“We always agree, Miss Pixie.”