“Then I shall not be the last leaf upon the tree. Tell me, Win, what is the best way to fix up cold lamb? You see where my thoughts are. We had roast lamb hot for dinner yesterday and cold for supper. It gets sort of monotonous that way, besides I am anxious to try my powers.”
“Well, let me see. I think the nicest way is to slice it, put it in a baking dish with a little onion, salt and pepper, then put in some tomatoes and green peppers, if you have them, and bake all together.”
“Sounds toothsome, but I’m sort of scared of peppers; I don’t know a thing about them, but I know Grad loves them, and I’m sure he would be charmed with such a dish.”
“How would you like me to stay and superintend the job?”
“Oh, Win, would you?”
“Delighted. I can ’phone mother that I won’t be back to dinner.”
“You dear thing! Not only shall I be more than happy to have your company, but I shall be most grateful for your suggestions.”
“We can do things together and it won’t seem half the work.”
“It will seem anything but work. To tell you the truth I was getting a little bit lonely with not a soul to speak to. I hope Gradda will be able to come down to dinner, but she mustn’t if Grad says not.”
“What are you going to have for dinner besides the lamb?”