"Stay with us awhile, Mother," she said.

"Hippy is going to sing, and Nora, too." "Then I shall surely stay," replied Mrs.Harlowe.

"And after the songs you must come into the house and be my guests.

The table is set for seven." "How nice in you, Mother!" exclaimed Grace, kissing her mother's cheek.
"You are always doing the things that make people happy.

Nora and Hippy, please sing your very best for Mother.