"I don't know what to get for breakfast," she said.
"Is the other room ready?"
"I set the table," said Maria; "but what is to go on it, I don't know."
Matilda went in to look at the state of things; presently called her sister.
"Maria, you didn't sweep the carpet."
"No. Of course I didn't. Rooms don't want to be swept every day."
"This one does. Look at the muss under the table."
"Only some crumbs," said Maria.
"And a bone. Letty was in a hurry yesterday, I guess. Aunt Candy won't like it, Maria; it won't do."
"I don't care whether she likes it."