The cab had rolled away, and the house was quiet.
"Nurse, you must be tired, you had better go to bed," said Miss Bessie, turning to the elderly woman, as we all stood in the hall.

"Susan, will you bring some supper to the dining-room, for Miss Morris and me?
What will you have, Laura ?" "What are you going to have ?" asked Miss Laura, with a smile.
"Hot chocolate and tea biscuits." "Then I will have the same." "Bring some cake too, Susan," said Miss Bessie, "and something for the dog.

I dare say he would like some of that turkey that was left from dinner." If I had had any ears I would have pricked them up at this, for I was very fond of fowl, and I never got any at the Morrises', unless it might be a stray bone or two.
What fun we had over our supper! The two girls sat at the big dining table, and sipped their chocolate, and laughed and talked, and I had the skeleton of a whole turkey on a newspaper that Susan spread on the carpet.
I was very careful not to drag it about, and Miss Bessie laughed at me till the tears came in her eyes.

"That dog is a gentleman," she said; "see how he holds bones on the paper with his paws, and strips the meat off with his teeth.

Oh, Joe, Joe, you are a funny dog! And you are having a funny supper.