"I have already eaten so many that I fear my memory of this party will be a jumble of faces! I'll see them in my sleep—all with that soulful expression!"
"Another toasted marshmallow, Bettina?" asked Fred, thrusting it toward her on the end of a hat-pin. "This candle is nearly burned out, so I'm afraid I can't offer you any more."
"It is really time to bob for apples," said Bettina. "Who ever heard of a Hallowe'en party without that! And we must each try to bite the swinging doughnut, and then we must blindfold each other and try to pin the tail on the unfortunate black cat. Bob, will you carry this tub into the living-room? And Ruth, will you remove the popcorn balls to the piano bench? Perhaps someone will grow hungry from the exertion of these games. And I know that later in the evening Alice, though a guest, will tell our fortunes."
"Alice can tell my fortune by looking at her own hand," said Harry. "Because she holds my happiness there."
"What a sentimental sentence, Harry!" said Fred, looking amazed. "See, you've embarrassed us all!"
"Well, I'm always being called cold and reserved, and I've decided to turn over a new leaf."
"Oh, Harry, don't be so foolish!" said Alice, who had grown as red as the apples on the table. "It's time for games!"
BETTINA'S RECIPES
(All measurements are level)
Oyster Patties (Six portions)