It's perfectly horrid." The entrance of Mrs.Owen and the return of Professor Kelton terminated these confidences.

The four were soon at the luncheon table, where the array of crystal and silver seemed magnificent to Sylvia's unaccustomed eyes.

She had supposed that luncheon meant some such simple meal as the suppers she had been used to at home; but it included fried chicken and cold ham, and there were several vegetables; and hot biscuits and hot corn bread; and it became necessary for Sylvia to decline an endless succession of preserves and jellies.

For dessert there were the most fragrant red raspberries conceivable, with golden sponge cake.

The colored man who served the table seemed to enjoy himself immensely.