"
"But there aren't any lemons," said her mother. "I looked for one to-day,
and they're all out."
"There aren't any biscuits, either," said Bob, coming back from a fruitless
quest; "the box is empty."
"And there doesn't seem to be any sugar," said Nan, peering into the
sugar-bowl on the tea-table.
"Well, I'll tell you what," said Bumble, "let's pretend to have tea. You
know some people say, if you think you have anything, you have it."
"All right," said Patty, who dearly loved to pretend, "I'll make the tea."
So she pretended to measure out some tea from the caddy, and put it in the
teapot. Then she poured imaginary water from the teakettle upon it, and
covered the teapot tightly with the cosey. After allowing it a little time
to "draw" she pretended to pour it into cups, in which Bumble had already
placed imaginary sugar-lumps and bits of lemon.
Bob offered his services as waiter, and passed the cups to his mother and
Nan, and also to imaginary guests, who, he pretended, were sitting on the
chairs and sofa.
"This tea is delicious," said Aunt Grace, stirring in her empty cup, and
sipping from her empty spoon.
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