“Oh, so that is it. Well, don’t cry, child. Take it back to Katie, and tell her to keep the door shut.”
“She’s hungry,” said Clematis, drying her eyes on her sleeve.
“Well, ask Katie to feed her then, and come right back to the table.”
CHAPTER III
THE FIRST NIGHT
Supper was soon finished, with many giggles from the little girls, who hoped that Deborah would get in again.
Clematis ate every crumb of her bread and cookie. Her yellow bowl looked as if Deborah had lapped it dry.
“After supper, we play games. It’s great fun,” said Sally, as they were folding their bibs.