“I might make an omelet while I’m waiting,” she suggested pleasantly. “Dad used to think I made quite a nice one.”
“I don’t have eggs in the mornin’, either,” replied Ellen.
“Don’t you like eggs?”
“I don’t eat ’em.”
“How funny! I always have an egg for breakfast.” 52
“You won’t here,” came crisply from her aunt.
Lucy failed to catch the gist of the remark.
“Why, I thought you kept hens,” she said innocently.
“I do.”
“Oh, I see. They’re not laying.”