“My, but you were brave,” replied Eleanor. “Indeed, I felt just like crying, but when I saw how you were behaving, it made me feel ashamed.”
“Well,” said Mary Frances, drying her eyes, “let’s set the table—Billy will be back sooner or later, and I don’t want him to see I’ve been crying!”
So they spread their lunch cloth and paper plates.
“If we only had some flowers for a centerpiece!” exclaimed Mary Frances.
“Let’s go gather some!” suggested Eleanor.
“All right!” Mary Frances sprang up.
“What can we put them in?” asked Eleanor practically.
“Oh, I know!” cried Mary Frances running to one of the lunch baskets. “Let’s drink this milk, and use the bottle for a holder.”
“Lovely!” said Eleanor. “My, I didn’t know I was hungry!”