"I can do some things — for some folks," said Clam. "Wa'n't my cream gravy good the other day?"
"Cream gravy! — with what?"
"Fresh lamb, — mutton, I would say."
"But you have got no fresh mutton now, have you?"
"Maybe Mr. Underhill has," said Clam with a twinkle of her bright eye.
"Mr. Underhill's fresh mutton is on the other side of the river. What have we got on this side?"
"Pretty much of nothing," said Clam, "this side o' Mountain Spring. Anderese ain't no good but to make the fire — it takes mor'n him to find somethin' to put over it."
"Then you'll have to go to Mountain Spring before breakfast,
Clam."
"Well, m'm. Who'll take care of the house while I'm gone, Miss
'Lizabeth?"
"Mrs. Cives — can't she?"