So I was in the Target last night with Margot (my daughter, just shy of three).
Margot Kiser reports from Nairobi on the successful ransom of British citizen Judith Tebbutt.
Margot, three years older than Anne, was quiet and bookish but still a part of things.
Neighbors soon discovered that Anne and Margot Frank had rather opposite personalities.
By 1933, Otto and Edith Frank had two daughters: Margot, who was seven, and Anne, who was four.
Husbands who long after the honeymoon like to be entertained will envy Asquith his Margot.
His accusation of Margot had brought a sense of horror to me.
She helped poor Margot nurse her children, and if Marsac came on a generous errand they surrounded her and swarmed over her.
It was the young woman who had come to my office—Margot Vernee.
Margot had talked of nothing but Jeanne from the time she had left the shop.