"That is as they should be. They ought to be very hot indeed for a broil."
"Mother, how many more lessons in Cookery have we?"
"Only one, dear. Your holidays are almost over."
"May we choose what we will make next time, mother?"
"I am rather afraid to promise for fear you should choose something unlikely—a wedding-cake for instance."
"We were going to choose a wedding-cake, mother."
"I would rather you dismissed it from your thoughts, my little daughter. A wedding-cake costs a good deal to begin with; it is not particularly wholesome food. I could not let you eat more than an inch or two, for fear you should be ill. Think of something else."
"Very well, mother. We will think it thoroughly over; and if we choose something reasonable, and not unwholesome, may we make what we wish, just to finish up well?"
"Yes, that I will readily agree to," said Mrs. Herbert, and the children went away contented.
(To be continued.)