“Is he coming for it, or are you going to send it to him?”
“He told me not to say anything about it to anybody,” replied the baker.
“Oh! Well, I won’t ask questions then. Don’t say anything about our being here,” went on Pepper. “It might hurt his feelings, if he knew we had seen the cake before he showed it.”
“I shan’t say a word,” answered the baker.
The boys paid for their purchases and quitted the bakery, and looking through the window they saw the baker leave the shop to go to work at his oven, which was in the cellar.
“Oh, if only we could doctor that cake!” murmured Pepper. “I’d give a dollar to be able to do it!”
“The icing on the top was soft,” said Andy.
“It’s a raisin cake,” said Jack. “A few stones in place of some raisins wouldn’t go bad.”
“And a little pepper would give it an extra flavor,” said Pepper, with a wink. “Come on!”
He ran to the nearest grocery store and there procured some strong red pepper. In the meantime Andy found a cleared spot in a sunny corner of the village and got a handful of sand.