He condescended to make suggestions as he moved about.

"A little mo' of the cold ham, Cap'n ?" or, "I 'membah you like the sparrograss, Mis' Marian," he murmured.

"The co'n bread's extra fine, Mis'"-- to Sylvia.

"The hossis is awdahed for three, Mis' Sally"-- to Mrs.Owen.
"You still have Kentucky cooking, Sally," remarked Professor Kelton, who had praised the corn bread.
"I do, Andrew," replied the old lady; "everybody knows that the best things in Indiana came through Kentucky.

That includes you and me!" Prompted by Mrs.Owen's friendly questioning, Sylvia found herself talking.