He looked at her.
"Good mornin', ma'am," he stammered.

"Babbie, she said--er--she said there was somethin' you wanted me to do." The lady smiled.

"There is," she replied.

"Babbie has told me what happened to your dinner, and she and I want you to sit right down and have dinner with us.

We're expecting you, everything is ready, and we shall--yes, we shall be hurt if you don't stay.
Shan't we, Babbie ?" Barbara nodded vigorously.