Alec rose. “I think Norah’s gone upstairs now; suppose we go make some of that pinochie you’ve been talking about?”
They found the kitchen empty. Alec went down cellar for the nuts, first showing Blue Bonnet where the brown sugar, butter, and cream were kept.
“I haven’t made candy before since I came East,” Blue Bonnet said, as the pleasant odor of the melting sugar and butter filled the kitchen.
“I daresay there’s a lot of things you used to do you haven’t been doing,” Alec answered.
“And some I have been—that I used not to do on the ranch. Alec, do you like school?”
“I don’t mind it.”
“Do you suppose anyone really likes it?”
“Sure.”
“Sarah says she does—Sarah always does seem to like doing disagreeable things. Kitty says she has a perfect talent for making herself uncomfortable.”
“Kitty’s talent lies more in the direction of making other people uncomfortable,” Alec laughed.