saidMolly,astheancienthandmaidemptiedherfourthcupoftea,forshedinedwiththefamily,andenjoyedherowngoodcookinginitsprime。
\"Whatareyougoingtowashnow？\"
\"Boo——I\'msureheneedsitenough\";andMollycouldnothelplaughingasthevictimaddedtohisbrilliantappearancebysmearingthecolorsalltogetherwitharuboftwogrimyhands,makingafineTurner,ofhimself。
\"Now,MariaLouisaBemis,youain\'tgoingtocutupnocaperswiththatchild！Theideaofahotbathinthemiddleoftheday,andhimfullofdinner,andcroupyintothebargain~Wetacornerofatowelatthekettle—spoutandpolishhimoffifyoulike,butyouwon\'triskhislifeinnobath—tubsthiscoldday。\"
MissBat\'swordwaslawinsomethings,soMollyhadtosubmit,andtookBooaway,saying,loftily,asshelefttheroom,\"Ishallaskfather,anddoitto—night,forIwillnothavemybrotherlooklikeapig。\"