Left to themselves, Veve and Rosemary scarcely knew how to add the eggs to the creamy white mixture.
“You break one and I’ll smash the other,” proposed Veve. “That way, we’ll both have a turn.”
Rosemary cracked her egg squarely in the middle and let the yolk and white drop into the pan. A tiny piece of shell fell in too, but she fished it out with a spoon.
“Now it’s my turn,” laughed Veve. Though she never had cracked an egg, she was sure it would be easy.
Selecting the largest one in the pan, she tapped it smartly against the table edge as she had seen Rosemary do.
Now Veve struck the egg much harder than she had intended. Instead of cracking, the shell shattered completely, and the egg splattered on the floor.
“Oh, Veve! See what you’ve done!” cried Rosemary.
“It just slipped,” said Veve contritely. “I didn’t mean to do it.” Then, because she realized she had made that same excuse many times before, she hung her head.
“Never mind, Veve,” returned Rosemary kindly. “I almost dropped my egg too.”
With Connie helping, the two girls tried to wipe up the egg with a cloth. It ran them a race on the linoleum. Finally, after washing out the rag several times, they were successful in cleaning up the mess.