He had multiplied rather, if they'd so increase.
But skill failed to contrive;—
So the two into five
Went only just once and none over.
While the girls from each other
Cast sly looks at their mother,
Whose thoughts to the cupboard run over.
Shall we eat it or leave it? their eyes seemed to say,
Quite forgetting that looks will their secrets betray.
While in vain the poor dame may nod, frown, or may wink,