I was the youngest of a large family you know, dears.

His mother would have been about a hundred and thirty.

It takes us back to the middle of George the Second's reign." "Yes," said Molly so promptly, that every one looked amazed, "George the First, seventeen hundred and fourteen, George the Second, seventeen hundred and twenty-seven, George the Third, seventeen hundred and----" "When did you learn that--this morning I suppose ?" observed Ralph with biting sarcasm.
"No," said Molly complacently, "I always could remember the four Georges.
Sylvia will tell you.

_She_ always remembered the Norman Conquest, and King John, and so when we spoke about something to do with these dates when we were out a walk Miss Bryce used to be as pleased as pleased with us." "Is that the superlative of 'very pleased,' my dear Molly ?" said aunty.
Molly wriggled.
"History is bad enough," she muttered.

"I don't think we need have grammar too, just when I thought we were going to have nice story-talking.