"Well, pies are pretty good things, according to my way of thinking. There's lots for little girls to learn, though I dare say Uncle Win will think it can all come out of a book."
"Some of it might come out of a cookbook," said Betty demurely.
"Your mother's the best cookbook I know about—good enough for anyone."
"But we can't send mother all round the world."
"We just don't want to," said Warren.
Mrs. Leverett smiled. She was proud of her ability in the culinary line.
Mr. Leverett looked at Doris presently. "Come, come," he began good-naturedly, "this will never do! You are not eating enough to keep a bird alive. No wonder you are so thin!"
"But I ate a great deal of breakfast," explained Doris with naïve honesty.
"And you are not homesick?"
Doris thought a moment. "I don't want to go away, if that is what you mean."