Before Betty knew what he was about he had broken several eggs into a bowl.
“Oh, don’t!” she cried, laughing at his misdirected energy. “We don’t want an omelet! We’ve bushels of things to eat already!”
“Then I’ll make coffee,” said Hal, quite unabashed. “These eggs will do for coffee just as well.”
“Not six of them, goose!” cried Betty.
“Why, yes, you always put eggs in coffee.”
“Oh, just one, or part of one, to clear it!”
“Well, if one’s good, more’s better; anyway, I’m going to make coffee.”
Taking a white apron from a nail, Hal tied it round himself, and proceeded to make what turned out to be really good coffee, though he used only a small portion of the eggs in it.
“You are a good cook,” said Betty, as she watched his experienced movements.
“Sure! I learned how in camp. All our fellows know how to cook.”