Boyd
would mind letting me have supper in here?"
"Oh, Hilary, she's laid the table in the living-room! I heard her
doing it. She'd be ever so disappointed."
"Well," Hilary said, "come on then."
Out in the living-room, they found Mr. Boyd waiting for them, and so
heartily glad to see them, that Hilary's momentary impatience vanished.
To Pauline's delight, she really brought quite an appetite to her
supper.
"You should've come out here long ago, Hilary," Mr. Boyd told her, and
he insisted on her having a second helping of the creamed toast,
prepared especially in her honor.
Before supper was over. Captain's deep-toned bark proclaimed a
newcomer, or newcomers, seeing that it was answered immediately by a
medley of shrill barks, in the midst of which a girl's voice sounded
authoritively--"Quiet, Phil! Pat, I'm ashamed of you! Pudgey, if
you're not good instantly, you shall stay at home to-morrow night!"
A moment later, the owner of the voice appeared at the porch door, "May
I come in, Mrs. Boyd?" she asked.
"Come right in, Miss Shirley. I've a couple of young friends here, I
want you should get acquainted with," Mrs. Boyd cried.
"You ain't had your supper yet, have you, Miss Shirley?" Mr.
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