"Ain't I bigger ?" "Not four years bigger.

For a moment I could fancy I'd never been away.
How the years slip by! I shall be _Barmitzvah_ soon." "Yes, and now I've got you again I've so much to say I don't know where to begin.

That time father went to see you I couldn't get much out of him about you, and your own letters have been so few." "A letter costs a penny, Esther.

Where am I to get pennies from ?" "I know, dear.

I know you would have liked to write.