"There weren't any scraps, and I'm hungry again as I ever was in my life." "I thought likely you would be," said Mrs.Comstock, "and so I got supper ready.

We can eat first, and do the work afterward.

What kept you so?
I expected you an hour ago." Elnora looked into her mother's face and smiled.

It was a queer sort of a little smile, and would have reached the depths with any normal mother.
"I see you've been bawling," said Mrs.Comstock.

"I thought you'd get your fill in a hurry.