"So far from being sorry that
Edward is with you, I shall be quite glad of it."
"I water the flowers every day," said Edith, "and they make the garden
look so gay."
"I will bring you plenty more in the autumn, Edith; but this is not
the right time for transplanting flowers yet," replied Patience. "And
now, Alice, you must take me to see your farm, for when I was here
last I had no time; let us come now, and show me every thing."
"But my dinner, Patience; I can not leave it, or it will be spoiled,
and that will never do. You must either go with Edith now, or wait
till after dinner, when I can get away."
"Well, then, we will stay till after dinner, Alice, and we will help
you to serve it up."
"Thank you; Pablo generally does that, for Edith can not reach down
the things. I don't know where he is."
"He went away with Edward and Humphrey I think," said Edith. "I'll
scold him when he comes back, for being out of the way."
"Never mind, Edith, I can reach the dishes," said Patience, "and you
and Clara can then take them, and the platters, and put them on the
table for Alice."
And Patience did as she proposed, and the dinner was soon afterward on
the table. There was a ham, and two boiled fowls, and a piece of
salted beef, and some roasted kid, besides potatoes and green peas;
and when it is considered that such a dinner was bet on the table by
such young people left entirely to their own exertions and.
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