"Oh, thank you!" said Tom, looking up gratefully.
Meanwhile all the rest had been eagerly turning over Arthur's scraps, and he had very good-naturedly allowed them all to pick and choose. Isabel was delighted with a ship on a very blue sea, and Ada was thinking of arranging a number of small ones in a pattern round the centre of hers, on which she intended to write her name.
"What are you going to do with yours, Nell?" he asked.
"I have my ideas," she said, shaking her head; "wait till Walter comes."
"Everything is Walter," said Ada, rather crossly.
"Here he is!" exclaimed all.
"What a working party!" he said, walking in; "why I meant to be present, but my walk took me longer than I expected. Let's see," going up to Netta and Isabel. "Very well indeed, children; that's right."
"And we are going to get up early on Monday, and do the other sides, because we can't work so fast as the others."
"That will be capital. Well, what does patient Nellie want?"
"She always waits till everybody else is served," said Arthur.