"My children! what do you think? Here's a jelly or a mousse or something—it's all creamy and quivery, anyway, and we haven't any spoons!"
"I asked you—" began Jane reproachfully.
"Yes, I know you did, but Mother never mentioned a jelly and I thought spoons would make a noise."
"Well, we'll have to have some," said Nancy practically.
"Uggledy wuggledy doo,"
Judith felt in her bones she was going to be it. And she was.
"Let me go," said Nancy generously.
"No," said Judith, "Certainly not. Where'll I get spoons?"
"Oh, just collect what you can," said Sally May, handing round rolls and sandwiches. "I've got a shoe-horn and a medicine spoon, and so has Jane. Watch out for Miss Marlowe."
Fear and the desire to partake of the "eats" speeded Judith on her way, and she lost no time in gathering up what utensils the "Jolly Susan" could offer. Her thoughts flew to Catherine for a moment as she passed her door and she wished their beloved captain could be with them. She little knew how nearly her wish was fulfilled.