"These are fresh." She accepted one, and put it on to the bench.
"Oh, take several--for luck," he said.
She took a couple more, and put them on the bench also.

Then she turned in confusion to her work.

He went on up the room.
"Here you are, Pussy," he said.

"Don't be greedy!" "Are they all for her ?" cried the others, rushing up.
"Of course they're not," he said.
The girls clamoured round.

Pussy drew back from her mates.
"Come out!" she cried.