And I just couldn't do them--right along--in other people's kitchens." "But why do you--play ?" "I was brought up to it.

You know we had money once, lots of it," sighed Marie, as if she were deploring a misfortune.

"And mother was determined to have me musical.

Even then, as a little tot, I liked pudding-making, and after my mud-pie days I was always begging mother to let me go down into the kitchen, to cook.

But she wouldn't allow it, ever.