"Eggs and milk!" she repeated.

"Is THAT all you've got for Sunday dinner, Mr.Winslow?
Why, that's awful!" Jed smiled and began picking up the fragments of the plate.

He went to the closet to get a broom and when he came out again the young lady had vanished.
But she was back again in a few minutes, her eyes shining.
"Mr.Winslow," she said, "Mamma sent me to ask if you could please come right over to our house.

She--she wants to see you." Jed regarded her doubtfully.

"Wants to see me ?" he repeated.
"What for ?" The child shook her head; her eyes sparkled more than ever.