"To hear you read the Bible!" said my aunt.
"Yes, Aunt Gary; I think they would like it. You know they cannot read it for themselves."
"They would like it. And you would be delighted, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, Aunt Gary. I should like it better than anything."
"You are a funny child! There is not a bit of your mother in you—except your obstinacy."
And my aunt seemed to ponder my difference.
"Would Mr. Edwards object to it, do you think? Would he let them come?"
"The question is whether I will let them come. Mr. Edwards has no business with what is done in the house."
"But, Aunt Gary, you would not have any objection."
"I don't know, I am sure. I wish your father and mother had never left you in my charge; for I don't know how to take care of you."