The mother instinct is so ingrained in a girl that if she doesn't have dolls to love, even as a baby, she is deprived of a part of her natural rights.

It's a pitiful thing to have been the little girl in the picture who stands outside the window and gazes with longing soul at the doll she is anxious to own and can't ever have.

Harvester, I was always that little girl.

I am quite in earnest.

I want a big, beautiful doll more than anything else." As she talked the Girl's fingers were idly threading the Harvester's hair.