“Had that yesterday,” protested Joe, settling himself as though for another doze.
“And bacon and eggs!”
“Had that three days ago,” complained Joe.
“And fried potatoes,” went on Jed.
“They’ll keep.”
“Muffins!” proclaimed Jed solemnly.
At that Dawson opened his eyes wide.
“Are they sticky inside or your best kind, browned all over the top?” Joe asked with a show of interest.
“Browned?” echoed Jed. “Say, they’re beauties—the best I ever baked. And I’ve opened a tin of preserved pineapple to top off with.”
“I guess maybe I’ll get up,” admitted Joe.