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Katharine had reached the awful pans that needed scouring now, and Martha went away and left her with them, as is the traitorous habit of all dish-driers.
So far we’ve each got half of what we wished for—all we have to do from now on is ask it for twice as much as we really want! You see?” “I haven’t had fractions yet,” said Martha.
“I wish that this dog,” he said, “may be twice as alive or twice as un-alive as it wishes to be.” Immediately the dog stopped trembling and stood still and cold as iron (which it was again). “Wouldn’t you think it’d rather have been real?” said Katharine in wonder. “I guess iron things are happier being iron,” said Mark, who had learned a lot in one day.
“People who live in tin armor shouldn’t make remarks,” said Katharine.
“Away, fiends!” he said. “Shan’t!” said Katharine.
Jane finally had to put her under the seat. This usually happened in the end.
Tiring of this, Martha wished them twice as far as where they belonged, and they went away, probably to join the Salvation Army.
It does show what a good influence we’ve been, doesn’t it? She was lots nicer under our tender care.”
“We don’t want a mother that just agrees with everything all the time!”
The little girl had a baby with her. The baby was very young and fat, and just learning to walk, and was exceedingly slow about it.