"Is it all ready?" asked Ted in a hoarse whisper.
"Hush, can't you!" cautioned Bob. "Do you want to give it away?"
All was in readiness for the grown folks to sit down. They would eat first, then the tables would be set anew and the young people would have their turn. There was always more fun at the second table, and Bob and his chums would take their meals there.
Some one told Rev. Daniel Blackton that supper was ready, and he moved up to the head of the table, prepared to say grace. In honor of Mrs. Henderson, who was one of the chief workers in the church, her relative, Captain Spark, had been accorded a place next to the minister.
"Come on up in the gallery now," said Bob to Ted. "We can see the fun from there." Bob had been busy straightening the chairs near the head of the table.
Just as the boys reached the gallery, the assembled diners took their seats. The reverend gentleman stood up to say grace, and then sat down.
"How long before it works?" asked Ted.
"It's working now," replied Bob, "but you won't see the full effect until he gets up."
"Think he'll make much of a fuss?"
"Naw. He's too good-natured. He'll only laugh."