"Who showed you how?" she demanded, as Mary Frances stood silent.
"N-no-body,—at least, no real person. I read about how to make it in my cook book."
"Your cook book—you mean your mother's cook book."
"No," said Mary Frances, "I mean my cook book Mother's been making for me. I'll show it to you," and she ran to get it. "See!—in Mother's writing—'Mary Frances' First Cook Book!'"
"Well," said Aunt Maria, "you may turn out of some account, after all. It's about time to call for a ref-or-ma-tion."
"Yes, ma'am," said Mary Frances, not un-der-stand-ing the big word—"do you want me to call for it now?"