For five minutes by the clock not a word was said at that table.

Then, having ordered a second cup of coffee apiece, the boys found time to pause.
"Gee, but that was good!" murmured Amy.

"I suppose I must have eaten awfully fast, for I don't seem to want those eggs now." "How about the crullers ?" asked Clint.
"They wouldn't be half bad, would they?
Have some ?" Clint nodded and four rather sad-looking rings of pastry appeared.

It was still only a quarter past seven and, since they could not continue their journey before nine-forty-six, they consumed the crullers and their second cups of coffee more leisurely.

The little restaurant began to get pretty smoky, and the combined odours of a dozen breakfasts, now that they had completed their own repasts, failed to delight them.