"I was afraid that-- he-- might come back----"
"Oh, Betty, what a horrid idea," said Grace. "Come on, let's see if
everything is all right."
But they found that their fears had been wasted. The boys were in the
kitchen hilariously helping Mrs. Irving get the breakfast to the
accompaniment of continual good-natured scolding from that flushed and
perspiring lady. It was Amy's day to get the breakfast, but, as usual,
she was late in getting down.
"You make a good deal more trouble than you mend," Mrs. Irving was
saying as the girls came to the door, then added relievedly as she
caught sight of them: "For goodness' sake, get these young ruffians
out of the kitchen, my dears, or we'll not have any breakfast until
noon."
So amid much fun and nonsense the boys were shooed forth into the
bright sunshine of the out-of-doors, and all the girls fell to to help
their chaperon, not wanting to put the extra work the boys made
entirely on Amy's shoulders.
Breakfast was good, but they ate hurriedly, anxious to get at the
business of the day.
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