“Not for bad, I hope, at any rate,” sighed Ruth. “But we must mind what Mrs. McCall says about putting our hands in the cookie jars.”
“But, if we get hungry?” Agnes declared.
“Then bread and butter will taste good to us,” finished Ruth.
“I am sure I haven’t been at the cookie jar any more than usual this week,” the twelve-year-old said.
“Nor me,” Tess added.
“Maybe Sandy did it,” suggested Dot. “She ate up all the dolls’ dinner—greedy thing!”
Agnes was puzzled. She said to the oldest Corner House girl when the little ones were out of earshot:
“I wonder if it was that cat that ate the dolls’ feast yesterday?”
“How else could it have disappeared?” demanded Ruth.
“But a cat eating cream walnuts!”