"Well," declared Tea Kettle, "unless help comes soon, we may as well give up all hope of rescue. This is dreadful!"
"Listen, then," ticked Mantel Clock, who didn't mind the smoke. "I know a secret: the dear little girl——"
"Oh, yes, we know!" cried the Kitchen People.
"Well!" asked Mantel Clock, "what do you know?"
"The little girl—that there is a little girl——"
"Is that all you know?" demanded Mantel Clock. "Now, when people interrupt——"
"Just dying to tell," said Sauce Pan in a loud whisper.
"Please, please, tell us the secret," begged the Kitchen People.
"Well," Mantel Clock ran on, "the dear little girl that lives in our house is going to learn to cook. What d'you say if we all turn in and help her?"