"O Auntie Prim, may I have a party? I'll give you a thou-sand kisses if you'll lemme have a party!"
Auntie Prim looked as if one kiss would be more than she could bear. She was standing by the pantry window that opened upon the garden, rolling out pie-crust, and didn't like to be disturbed. She was a very good woman, but she never liked to be disturbed.