In that case----"
she paused impressively, and looked about her, "there wouldn't have been
one left by to-night."
They laughed, well knowing the truth of this remark, while Grace gave a
sigh at being so misunderstood.
A few moments later, Mollie had returned with the cherished sweetmeats
and the boys were busily engaged in the process of toasting them on the
ends of long wire forks made especially for that purpose.
"Um--um, this is good," said Betty, biting off the end of a delicious
morsel. "Why didn't you buy three boxes while you were about it, Roy?"
"That's all you get----" Roy was beginning, when Mollie interrupted him,
speaking dreamily.
"Wasn't he a funny old man, Roy?" she said--"the one who sold us the
candies, I mean."
"Yes, I guess he must have been in his dotage," Roy agreed. "In five
minutes he told us all his life's history and then some."
"That's pretty good," said Allen with interest, while he dangled his
marshmallow perilously near the leaping flames. "I bet you couldn't do
as well."
"I know I couldn't," Roy answered modestly. "That old chap was a past
master all right.
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