But nobody minds Grandfather.
I'm to stay here and finish school.

Then, in the spring, when Father and Mother come back, we are all to go to Andersonville and begin to live in the old house again.
Won't it be lovely?
It just seems too good to be true.

Why, I don't care a bit now whether I'm Mary or Marie.

But, then, nobody else does, either.

In fact, both of them call me the whole name now, Mary Marie.
I don't think they ever _said_ they would.