His smile was wonderfully pleasant—now that it could be no longer kept back—as he answered, "Your servant."
"You, Rowland! And the dinner yesterday?"
"Do not praise me," he said with the same look, "lest I should spoil the dinner to-day. I do not expect there will be anybody here till afternoon."
"Then you shall see what I can do!"
"I do not believe you know how. I have been long enough in the wilderness to learn all trades. You never learned how to cook at Wiglands."
"But at Plassy I did."
"Did aunt Caxton let you into her kitchen?"
"Yes."
"I shall not let you into mine."
"She went with me there. I have not come out here to be useless. I will take care of the dinner to-day."