CHAPTER LXXXVI
A LUNCHEON FOR THE TEACHERS
"I'LL stay at home and help you this morning; may I, Bettina?" asked Edna, looking wistfully around at Bettina's white kitchen.
"No, indeed, my dear. It is such a simple little luncheon that I have planned that I can easily do it all alone. And you must go to the meeting. All I ask is that you won't forget to come home at noon."
"Edna would much rather fuss around with you in this dear little kitchen than to go to the meetings," said Catherine, "but I won't let her. She is always crazy to cook and do housework and things like that, but she came to this convention with me, and I intend to have her get the benefit of it. Do you hear me, you bad girl? It's almost time for us to be there. Go and get your things!"
"This is the way I'm managed all the time!" complained Edna to Bettina. "Do you wonder that I look thin and pale?"
"Poor Edna!" said Bettina, smiling at her round figure and rosy cheeks. "Now do run along with Catherine. But don't forget we'll have three other guests at noon! So wear your prettiest smile!"
"And I'll help you serve!" Edna smiled back.
That day for luncheon, Bettina had:
Creamed Oysters on Toast
Pear Salad Brown Bread Sandwiches
Pecan Ice Cream Sponge Cake
Mints Coffee