It couldn't be for _this_ Christmas, but for another." "But what is it ?" asked grandmother.
"It is that you and aunty should make a book out of the stories you've told us, and then you see lots and lots of other children would be pleased as well as us," said Molly.

"Of course you'd have to put more to it, to make it enough.

I don't _mind_ if you put some in about me, grandmother dear, if you would _like_ to very much." "No," said Sylvia, "that would be very stupid.

Grandmother couldn't make a book about _us_.

We're not uncommon enough.