Supper was very successful. Granny Flynn and Mrs. Dore congratulated Rosie warmly upon it.
“Well I didn’t make any mistakes for this meal,” Rosie said dryly, “because there wasn’t anything that I cooked.”
However Granny continued to praise the three tired little girls.
“It’s foine little cooks you’ll make,” she prophesied.
In the glow that this praise developed, they washed and wiped the dishes, chattering like magpies. And then, following the impulse which emerged from that happy glow, they cleaned up Floribel’s kitchen; re-arranged and re-decorated it.
They re-arranged and re-decorated to such good purpose that, the next day, Floribel said privately to Mrs. Dore. “It sho do look beautiful. Ah’se never seen a kitchen lak it, but Ah can’t find a single thing.”