Your child is your child; no matter where or what it is, you expect to exercise a certain amount of loving care over it.

My father and mother constantly send things to their children absent from home, and they take much pleasure in doing it.

That is between you and your daughter, of course.

I shouldn't think of interfering.

But in the meantime, unless Miss Pryor has been converted to the beauties of plowing through my continuous performance of over a week, I stand now exactly where I did before, so far as she is concerned.