Then Sally said it was time for me to go to mother, but she followed me into the boys' room and shut the door.

Then she knelt in her beautiful silver dress, and put her arms around me and said: "Honest, Little Sister, aren't you going to kiss me goodbye ?" "Oh I can if you want me to," I said, but I didn't look at her; I looked out of the window.
She laughed a breathless little catchy sort of laugh and said: "That's exactly what I do want." "You didn't even want me, to begin with," I reminded her.
"There isn't a doubt but whoever told you that, could have been in better business," said Sally, angry-like.

"I was much younger then, and there were many things I didn't understand, and it wasn't you I didn't want; it was just no baby at all.

I wouldn't have wanted a boy, or any other girl a bit more.

I foolishly thought we had children enough in this house.