Haley with hearty hospitality. "Eat plenty,
there's lots to spare. Here, have some apple sauce." She caught up the
bowl which held this most delicious article of food.
"Where's the spoon?" she said, glancing round the table. There was none
immediately available. "Here!" she cried, "this'll do." She snatched
a large spoon from the pitcher of thick cream, held it dripping for
a moment in obvious uncertainty, then with sudden decision she cried
"Never mind," and with swift but effective application of lip and tongue
she cleansed the spoon of the dripping cream, and, stirring the apple
sauce vigourously, passed the bowl to Cameron. For a single moment
Cameron held the bowl, uncertain whether to refuse or not, but before he
could make up his mind Mandy caught it from his hands.
"Oh, Ma!" she exclaimed in a horrified tone.
"What's the matter?" exclaimed her mother. "A little cream won't hurt."
But Mandy set the bowl at the far end of the table and passed another to
Cameron, who accepted it with resolute determination and continued his
breakfast.
But Perkins, followed by Webster and Tim, rose from the table and passed
out into the yard, whence his voice could be heard in explosions of
laughter. Cameron in the meantime was making heroic attempts to cover
up the sound by loud-voiced conversation with Haley, and, rendered
desperate by the exigencies of the situation, went so far as to venture
a word of praise to Mrs.
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