Chapter XI
Reading edition
So she gave up her job. Spent all her time with her children. Read them the dear old things, the kind that mother used to teach, “Line upon Line,” “Step by Step,” “Mother Goose,” the Rollo books.
“Mice and mumps!” cried Harry, adding “Mice and mumps!” He was so happy. But the children? “Dull,” they cried, “deadly dull. 143Old stuff! Mid-Victorian! Ab-so-lootly ob-so-lete! Cut it out, mother dear! Dispense with it!”
She gave it up. Went back to the office.
“After all, I am a woman.” She spoke a mouthful.