"Oh, Brother," said Mary Frances, kissing Billy; "you and Father sit down, and I'll bring in the coffee."
She flew into the kitchen.
Such a place! So thick with smoke and steam that all the Kitchen People were coughing.
"Oh, dear! dear!" cried Mary Frances, the tears coming fast. "Everything's burnt up! Why, didn't you call me, Sillies? To sit here and let the toast burn up!"
"I—I did call you," cried Coffee Pot, sputtering more coffee over on the stove, "but I couldn't make you hear."
"Why didn't you call?" asked Mary Frances of Sauce Pan with a sob.
"You told me not to speak until you spoke to me——"