Hand over the basket, Allen,
please, and I'll spread the cloth."
"You bet I will!" said Allen readily. "I'll help you fix things."
"Look out for him, Betty," Roy cautioned. "He's got his eye on the good
things."
"What good does that do?" sighed Allen. "I'd rather have my teeth on
them."
"So say we all of us," laughed Frank. "Can't I help, too, Betty?"
"Of course--all of you," the Little Captain agreed, magnanimously. "Come
on, girls--stop admiring the view and help with these things."
"Oh! will we?" cried Mollie, and all made a rush for the baskets.
"What's first? You've got the table cloth? Well, then the napkins next
and the sandwiches--and the biscuits, and--oh, boys, you never could
guess----" Mollie sat back on her heels and regarded them laughingly.
"Think of the thing you want most in the world," she said. "That's it!"
"There are lots of things I want," Frank began, but Roy interrupted him.
"There is only one thing in the world that is better than anything
else," he said.
"And that?" the others queried breathlessly.
"Plum pudding!" He pronounced the two words with the reverence due them.
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