Lump of butter melt, and—halt!
Don’t forget a pinch of—Salt.”
“Get the sugar and salt, and I’ll melt the butter,” said Dorothy; and no sooner did she say the words than sugar, salt, and butter dropped into the pan before their eyes.
Then a great spoon walked up to the pan and began to mix the pudding while Dorothy and Ray looked on in wonder.
“I forgot raisins,” said Dorothy; and just then a shower of raisins fell into the pudding. The children watched the wonderful pudding making itself. “I wonder whose castle this is,” said Ray; “let us walk around and see if we can find out who lives here.”
“And when we come back the pudding will be all made,” exclaimed Dorothy.
They walked out of the kitchen and came to a great dining-room where a table was spread with all sorts of good things. There were two chairs at the table, and it did not take the children a minute to sit in them and sample the goodies. Ray passed Dorothy a plate that was heaped with flaky jam tarts, and in a very few minutes there wasn’t a tart left on the plate.
They ate plum cake and mince pies, and when these were disposed of a great steaming pudding appeared in the center of the table.
“Perhaps it’s our pudding all cooked,” said Ray, “how good it smells.”
They piled their plates with the pudding again and again, forgetting their good manners until it was all eaten up.