"They're grand!" chuckled Aunty Rolling Pin. "Can you bake them? You need a very hot oven to bake them."
"But the cherries!" said Mary Frances, glad to think she had caught Aunty Rolling Pin in an oversight.
"Not until the pastry's cooked, child," said Aunty Rolling Pin, with a smile.
Mary Frances slipped the little plates into the oven, and made room on the table to place the dinner as she prepared it.
In a short fifteen minutes the tarts were ready.
"Aren't they sweet!" the little girl exclaimed. "My! I wish they were thought to be very good for children!"
"What's for dinner?" asked Tea Kettle, anxiously.
