“Where’s the lard?” asked Bob. “Tommy said there was lots of it. Look in the ice box, Bob.”
“Here it is: ‘Leaf Lard,’ whatever that is.”
“Got any water on for tea, Bob?” asked Nelson.
“No, put some in the kettle, will you? I’ll cut these potatoes up, what you’ve left of them; I rather think we’d get more if I fried the skins!”
“Oh, you run away and play,” answered Nelson. “They’re peeled to the Queen’s taste.”
“Perhaps the Queen had more potatoes than we have,” was the answer. “You get out of here, Dan, you’re in the way.”
“Well, I’ll go up and discover Tommy.”
“You’ll set the table,” said Nelson, “that’s what you’ll do.”
“Sure! How do you do it?”
“Put the cloth on and I’ll come and help you,” answered Nelson.