Mother Carey's Chickens
I hope you are getting on well with the work on the house, although I regard your treating it as if it were your own, as the height of extravagance. You will never get back a penny you spend on it, and probably when you get it in good order Mr. Hamilton will come back from Europe and live in it himself, or take it away from you and sell it to some one else.
Gilbert will be home by now, but I should not allow him to touch the woodwork, as he is too careless and unreliable.["She'll never forget that the bed came down with her!" exclaimed Gilbert, his voice muffled by the sofa cushions.]
Remember me to Julia. I hope she enjoys her food better than when I was with you. Children must eat if they would grow.
[Mother Carey pricked up her ears at this point, and Gilbert raised himself on one elbow, but Nancy went on gravely.]
Tell Kathleen to keep out of the sun, or wear a hat, as her complexion is not at all what it used to be. Without color and with freckles she will be an unusually plain child.
[Kathleen flushed angrily and laid down her work.]
Give my love to darling Nancy. What a treasure you have in your eldest, Margaret! I
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