'Thou art an obstinate cat's head.

Milly,' says I.'I say there _is_ a pin.' 'And I know better,' says she.

'How canst thou know better than I ?' says I.'Why, I was a mother before thou wast born.' So I unrolled the child's flannel, and sure enough underneath it just over the stomach I found--" "The pin," concluded Moses, shaking his head gravely.
"No, not exactly.

But a red mark where the pin had been pricking the poor little thing." "And what did Milly say then ?" said Moses in sympathetic triumph.
"Milly said it was a flea-bite! and I said, 'Gott in Himmel, Milly, dost thou want to swear my eyes away?
My enemies shall have such a flea-bite.' And because Red Rivkah was in the room, Milly said I was shedding her blood in public, and she began to cry as if I had committed a crime against her in looking after her child.

And I rushed out, leaving the two babies howling together.