Marjorie, I believe you'll make a fine woman, and I wish I could have the training of you.

How would you like to come and live with me ?" "That's funny, Grandma," said Midget, laughing, "after all you've said about your not wanting us children in the house." "I know it; and I can't stand the whole lot of you at once, but I really do believe, Marjorie, that I'll take you and bring you up.

I shall speak to your father and mother about it at once." "Oh, Grandma, don't!" And Marjorie clasped her hands, with a look of horror on her face.

"_Don't_ ask me to leave Mother and Father! And King, and Kitty, and the baby! Why, Grandma, I _couldn't_ do it, any more than I could fly!" "Why not?
You don't realize all I could do for you.

We live much more handsomely than you do at home, and I would give you everything you wanted." "But, Grandma, all those things wouldn't make any difference if I had to leave my dear people! Why, do you really s'pose I'd even _think_ of such a thing! Why, I couldn't _live_ without my own father and mother! I love you and Grandpa, and since you've been so kind and forgiving this morning, I love you a lot more than I did; but, my goodness, gracious, sakes, I'd never live with anybody but my own special particular bunch of Maynards!" "It's a question you can't decide for yourself, child.