I shall have more later." "Yes, of course," said Midget, politely, and suddenly feeling that her younger sister was getting very grown-up, with her recipe book and her sponge cake.
"Now," proceeded Kitty, "if I'm to show you, Midget, you must pay close attention." "I will,--oh, I will!" "First, you break the eggs, and separate them, white from yolk, like this,--see!" But whether she was rattled at having such an interested audience, or whether she was not very expert as yet, Kitty couldn't make the eggs "separate" neatly.

Every one she broke persisted in spilling out its yellow and white together.
"Let me try," said Marjorie, but her efforts were not much more successful.

Bits of shell would fall in the bowl, and even if she got most of the white in safely, some yellow would spill in, too.
"Does it matter much ?" asked King.
"Oh, I don't believe so," said Kitty.

"I guess we'll beat the eggs all up together, white and yellow both." Kitty put in the Dover eggbeater with an air of experience, and whisked its wheel "round and round." "Let me in, too," said Midget.

"There's another beater I found in the cupboard." There was room in the big bowl for both beaters, and the two girls whizzed the wheels around like mad.
"Hold on!" cried King.