So when she come back, she brought a little girl home with her. And her mother was standing out on the ramp to meet her. And when the cars stopped, and this young little smart-aleck was with her, looked over there and she said, "Oh, look at that horrible old wretch." And the little Mary was ashamed to admit that was her mother. She said, "Yes, she looks awful, doesn't she?" And she turned her back and walked away.