![]() "When my baby shuts her eyes and sings her hymns at bed-time my stale and battered soul is filled with awe. Minora put on her eye-glasses and read aloud: "There," she said, throwing it to Minora, "you may have it-pink toes and all complete." She sat down at the writing-table, took up an old letter, and scribbled for about five minutes. I believe I could do a dozen in an hour." ![]() "I have as little experience as you," said Irais, "because I have no children but if you don't yearn after startling originality, nothing is easier than to write bits about them. "Then why write it at all?" asked that sensible person Elizabeth. "But it is by no means an easy thing for me to do," said Minora plaintively "I have so little experience of children." ![]() "I should write some little thing, bringing in the usual parts of the picture, such as knees and toes, and make it mildly pathetic." "Why bother about points of difference?" asked Irais. ![]()
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