You know who is down there, and—this is awfully delicate, mumsy—but he's a nice boy, and I thought I liked him.
Really and truly, mumsy, they do not touch the ground when I walk.
Your mumsy is writing you a long letter, too, so I must stop.
Will you come and see me, mumsy—mother, I mean—before you go to bed?
But, mumsy,” soothed Nan, “we are going to make you very comfortable and we will find a pretty house and maybe it will be brick.
Douglas and I are so miserable about it, but we—we—somehow we feel that we are a great deal older than mumsy.