oh, glorious! grandmother says i need not go back to boarding school for the winter term; she says the family always go south during the cold weather, and she wants me to go with them. wants me, think of it, wants me. isn't it nice to have somebody want one along with her! i believe grandmother really loves me. aunt gwendolin doesn't; she wanted me sent back to school. she said i would never be fit to be brought out with that kind of carrying on. i love those that love me, but as for loving those that hate me, as grandmother had been teaching me from the bible, i haven't come to that yet.

that reminds me, i wish aunt gwendolin would stop snapping at yick; i am afraid some day he will kill himself on the doorstep, so his ghost may haunt her the rest of her life. but i think he likes grandmother and the other members of the family sufficiently well to cause him to refrain from that act of chinese revenge.