But Judy did not stop for explanations, "Oh, waffles, waffles.
Perkins, I love you. How did you know I wanted waffles?"
"You said you would have an appetite, Miss," said the beaming Perkins, "and there's nothing that touches the spot on a cool morning like waffles."
He exchanged satisfied glances with the Judge as Judy finished her sixth section, having further supplemented the waffles with a dish of berries and a lamb chop.
"We are going down to the bay after breakfast," announced Judy.
"And I am going to take a book and read on the sand," planned Anne.
"Books, nothing," said Judy, slangily. "We are going to sail and catch crabs."
"Little red crabs?" asked Anne with interest.
"No, big blue ones, you goosie, and then Perkins will cook them for us.
Won't you, Perkins?"
"Anything you say, Miss," said Perkins, resignedly.
But it rained the next day, and after that they went sailing in Judy's own sailboat "The Princess," which she could manage as well as any man, and after that they drove to town with the Judge, so that it was over a week before the crabbing expedition came to pass.