"But first a cup of hot water must go in." "I'll pour it," said King, rising quickly, and taking the tea-kettle from Kitty, who was in imminent danger of scalding herself.
"Just a cup full!" said Kitty, warningly, as the hot water ran over the brimming cup and fell to the floor.
"Never mind," said King, "we'll only use what's in the cup," and carrying it as carefully as possible he poured it into the bowl of batter that Marjorie was faithfully beating.
"Oh, not all at once!" cried Kitty.

"It should have been put in little by little." "Can't help it now," said Midget, cheerfully.

"I guess it won't matter.
Now in with the flour, Kit; and you must have baking powder." "I don't think Eliza put in any baking powder," said Kitty, dubiously.
"Oh, she _must_ have!" said Midget.

"That's what baking powder is for,--to bake with.

It's on that shelf, Kitty." Kitty was uncertain about the baking powder, so took Marjorie's advice.
"But I don't know how much," she said, as she opened the tin box.
"About a tablespoonful to a cup of flour," said Marjorie.