“Look here,” he said, “just wrap me up some of that bacon and a few eggs, and I’ll take them with me now. We’ve nothing for breakfast at our house.”
Half-way down the hill again, Lynn, speechless with the thought of telling Pauline and Muffie about her brilliant success, Max, a little depressed—he could never walk before breakfast without feeling very large and hollow inside—Hugh, blandly holding to him the parcel of eggs and bacon, met an unexpected sight—Kate toiling along up the steep grade on her bicycle.
“He-he-he!” giggled Lynn; “look at that funny fat woman on a bicycle.”
“It’s only a lack bicycle,” said Max critically, “mine’s led.”
The funny fat woman got off in a most agile fashion when they came alongside.
“My dear Hugh!” she said, “and I imagined you still sound asleep. What on earth are you after now?”
“Eggs and bacon,” said Hugh promptly, “and you can just come home and fry them for me. Exercise must wait for a more suitable time.”
“Exercise!” panted the lady indignantly, [p70] “why, I was just killing myself to get up to a store, and buy some butter for your breakfast, I had quite forgotten to bring any.”
“We have ordered it,” said Hugh—“six pounds of it. My little lady friend here informs me that it is the correct thing to order groceries in half-dozens. I like doing the correct thing, though a doubt did cross my mind as to the advisability of laying in six pounds of pepper.”
“Six pounds of pepper! Oh, Hugh, you are joking.”