“‘Rule 3. A highly cultivated Gorgonzola cheese is a source of true ekonomy.’ (Oh, the spelling!) ‘It is not necessary to eat it at all, as the full flavour may be obtained by holding pieces of bread on a toasting-fork before the cheese for ten minutes.
“‘Rule 4. To make sure nobody does eat the cheese, gum a notice on it: “You are requested not to worry the Gorgonzola!!”
“‘Rule 5. It is quite time another cake came this way. Please see that the plums in it are well within shouting distance. The last was rattling good.’”
“Is that the end?” asked Marion.
“I should think so, and quite enough, indeed,” said Jane. “The impudence of those two boys to wind up by calmly asking for another cake! Why, it is not a month since we sent them one.”
“Well, Marion did,” said Ada; “I don’t know that you and I had much to do with it. I think the hint is to us this time.”
“Well,” returned Jane magnanimously, “I was young once myself, so I forgive the young people. They shall have their cake and eat it,” she added, with the air of quoting a proverb. “I will make a cake between the classes to-morrow, and let it bake during the last class.”
Jane had from twelve o’clock until two o’clock to herself, and her last class was from two until four.
True to her promise she made a substantial cake. We will copy the recipe out of her note-book.
Basil’s Cake.