When he "played" with Baby Akemit thereafter, the pretence was not all with the child.
Dear baby, it promised its mother it wouldn't drink wine for two months.
I came to see, ma'am, whether you'd take me back, as I 'aven't got Baby now.
If Maggie had made bad arrangements for her baby, Maggie was responsible.
If she was incompetent I wasn't bound to keep her just because she'd had a baby.
It had something to do with Mona, with Maggie and Maggie's baby.
What if the sight of Tillie's baby did not do all that he expected?
She was fighting death for herself and her baby—but for how long?
Her sister, Norah, the youngest of the family, had told of her first baby.
It was ridiculous, the amount of time she gave to that baby—out of all rhyme and reason.