"No, Aunt Hetty," said Elly faintly, looking out of the window.
"Anybody sick at your house?" asked Aunt Hetty, coming towards the little girl.
"No," said Elly, shaking her head.
"Don't you feel well?" asked Aunt Hetty, laying one wrinkled, shaky old hand on her shoulder.
"No, Aunt Hetty," said Elly, her eyes large and sad.
"Maybe she's hungry," suggested Agnes, in a muffled voice from the depths of a closet.
"Are you?" asked Aunt Hetty.
"YES," cried Elly.
Aunt Hetty laughed. "Well, I don't know if there are any cookies in the house or not," she said, "we've been so busy house-cleaning. Agnes, did you bake any cookies this morning?"
Elly was struck into stupor at this. Think of not knowing if there were any cookies in the house!