Wynnette’s discourse was cut short by the entrance of the waiter with the supper, which he proceeded to arrange on the table.
“All ready, maister,” he said, with a flourish.
Wynnette took her seat at the head of the table to pour out the tea.
Mr. Force and Le sat down at opposite sides.
Jonah stayed until Mr. Force told him he need not wait. Then he went out, and was met at the door by his sister Hester, who inquired:
“Wot was in t’ parcels t’ leddy carried to grandfeyther?”
“’Bacco, sent by Uncle John.”
“Oh! nawthing but ’bacco!” said the girl, in a tone of disappointment.
“There ain’t nothing better in this world nor ’bacco,” replied the boy, as their voices passed out of hearing.
The travelers finished their supper and soon after retired for the night.