Eleanor H. Porter,
Sister Sue — VII.—What does it Matter…
(1921)
“ We're hungry! We want something to eat! And you laugh and tell us to eat the gravy on our baked potatoes; that it'll be lovely! Lovely, indeed! If you'd only show some sympathy with what we have to bear, we should n't mind it. We could stand things. But you don't care! You know you don't care! You like it here! You laugh, no matter what 't is, and tell us it might be worse. But I tell you it could n't be worse! Nothing could be worse than what we have here every single day of our lives—here!"And with a choking sob May pushed back her chair and rushed from the room. ”
