Listen, Marjorie, darling. Our Dramatic Club is going to give a play called 'The Stepmother, and Mrs. Corey and I were learning our parts. That's what you heard!" "Truly, mother?" "Truly, of course, you little goosie-girl! And so you ran away?" "Yes; I couldn't stay here if I wasn't your little girl, and Father's, and King's sister, and all.