CHAPTER IX.
MEG'S TEA-PARTY.
HE next time Meg set about making some bread, she told Jem to stop at their neighbour's door, and tell her to come up as soon as she could.
Accordingly Mrs. Blunt soon appeared, carrying her baby in her arms, a roll of mending in one hand and her toddling child in the other.
Meg greeted her with a bright smile.
"Here you are!" she said. "I am so glad you came early, because the earlier I get to it the better. I often make it before breakfast."
"And can you bake it in your oven?"