Tim's expression softened.
Instantly Mrs. McGregor, who was quick to interpret her children's moods, saw the battle was won.
"We can plan together what shall go into the basket," said she briskly. "Each of us might contribute the thing he likes best."
"The turkey shall be mine!" Uncle Frederick declared.
"I choose cranberry sauce!" Carl announced.
"Celery! Oh, could I put in celery, Mother?" Mary inquired. "The tops are so pretty and I love it so!"
Her mother nodded.
"Somebody must give the plain things so I will donate potatoes, squash, and onions," she said.
"Don't forget nuts! We must have nuts and raisins," Mary added.
"I'd like to give those," Tim whispered.