"What's the matter now?
Time for his nap ?" "Oh, no, not for--thirteen minutes," replied Billy, consulting the watch at her belt.

"But we never play with Baby more than five minutes at a time.

My 'Scientific Care of Infants' says it isn't wise; that with some babies it's positively dangerous, until after they're six months old.
It makes them nervous, and forces their mind, you know," she explained anxiously.

"So of course we'd want to be careful.

Bertram, Jr., isn't quite four, yet." "Why, yes, of course," murmured Alice, politely, stopping a pat-a-cake before it was half baked.
The infant, as if suspecting that he was being deprived of his lawful baby rights, began to fret and whimper.
"Poor itty sing," crooned Aunt Hannah, who, having divested herself of bonnet and gloves, came hurriedly forward with outstretched hands.