"Now, Billy," cried Mary Frances, "what have you been telling?"
"Oh, Bob, I say—" said Billy.
"Mary Frances, don't mind Bob," interrupted Eleanor. "You see what I have to stand all the time." And Mary Frances laughed heartily.
"Did you think I minded Bob?" she asked.
"Show you forgive me, Mary Frances," begged Bob, "by letting me have another cup of cake, and another piece of cocoa."
"Not another," laughingly corrected Mary Frances. "To be polite, I believe I must pretend I didn't notice you'd had any."
"You certainly are kind, Mary Frances," said Bob, "when I don't know how many pieces——"
"I know," cried Eleanor,—"this makes the fifth!"
"Well, Nell," begged Bob, "don't tell Mother."