She invited the four girls to meet at another Sunday luncheon, and announced her intentions from the head of the table.
"My dear children," she said, "you are aware that I am a very old woman." "We are not aware of anything of the sort, Mrs.Gray," interrupted Grace.
"Nevertheless I am," pursued Mrs.Gray.

"A very old, lonesome person with few pleasures.

I have decided, therefore, to do an exceedingly selfish thing, and give myself a real treat." "You deserve it if anyone in the world does, Mrs.Gray," put in Jessica.
"You who are always giving other people treats." "Wait until you hear the plan, child, before you pass judgment," answered Mrs.Gray.

"It's been too many years to count since I have had a really, jolly Christmas," she continued.

"I have just sat here in this quiet old house, and let the holidays roll over me without even noticing them." "Now, Mrs.Gray," exclaimed Grace, "the poor people in Oakdale would not agree with you on that point.