"Then I will go and ask for something nice for you.

I am sure Parkin will give me something if I promise her my little pansy brooch;" and off she went, returning a moment later with a plateful of huge slices of orange cake.
Kitty looked at the slices in dismay.

"I can't eat a whole one," she said.

"I shouldn't have time either, for I expect father will be down soon." "Nonsense! you must.

There is no knife to cut them smaller," cried Lettice, already making marked inroads on a slice herself.