“Yes,” said Clementine, already disappearing in quest of them.
When she returned Patty had eight discs of cake, which she had cut from slices, and placing one in each glass, she put on each a spoonful of the sauce that had been intended for the unfortunate frozen pudding. This she topped with a shapely mound of whipped cream, on which she daintily placed candied cherries.
The desserts were ready in ample time, and after sending up the coffee Patty drew a long sigh of relief.
Then the two hungry girls sat down in the kitchen to eat their own luncheon, for which there was an ample supply of the good things left, and to talk over the exciting experience.
“You’re a wonder, Patty,” said Clementine; “I had no idea you could do things like that.”
“Oh, I’ve been a housekeeper in my day, you know,” said Patty; “and it was only after lots of failures that I learned to do those things right.”
Later on, Mrs. Morse undertook to express her gratitude to the little girl who had rescued her from so much trouble and mortification. But the good lady’s delight was too great for words, and she promised that the time would yet come when she would reward Patty in some appropriate way.
“I don’t want any reward,” said Patty, looking lovingly at her friend, “except to know that I helped you when nobody else could.”
“You certainly did that,” said Mrs. Morse.