"She's gone after a cooky," she thought. Cookies were her usual luncheon.
But Hannah Maria came back with a long slice of one-egg cake with blueberries in it. She broke it into halves, and gave the larger one to Mehitable. "There," said she, "I'd give you more, but mother didn't tell me I could cut more'n one slice."
Mehitable ate her cake appreciatively; once in a while she slyly fed her doll with a bit.
Hannah Maria took bites of hers between the stitches; she had almost finished the over-and-over seams.
Presently she rose and shook out the sheet with a triumphant air. "There," said she, "it's done."
"Did you sew all that this afternoon?" asked Mehitable, in an awed tone.
"My! yes. It isn't so very much to do."
Hannah Maria laid the sheet down in a heap on the entry floor; then she looked at Mehitable. "Now, I've nothin' more to do," said she. "S'pose we go to walk a little ways?"
"I don't know as my mother'd like to have me do that."
"Oh yes, she would; she won't care. Come along! I'll get my hat."