Oh, suppose she let it slip into the water--it was so wobbly! If it would only stop howling like that! How could such a tiny morsel make such an enormous noise.

Its shrieks could be heard over Ingleside from cellar to attic.
"Am I really hurting it much, Susan, do you suppose ?" she asked piteously.
"No, dearie.

Most new babies hate like poison to be washed.

You are real knacky for a beginner.

Keep your hand under its back, whatever you do, and keep cool." Keep cool! Rilla was oozing perspiration at every pore.