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III. Mr. Harrison at Home

           Lynde?Don’tyoutellmeI’mlikethatoldgossip,”saidMr.Harrisonirritably.“I’mnot...notabit.Whathaveyougotinthatbox?”

           “Acake,”saidAnnearchly.InherreliefatMr.Harrison’sunexpectedamiabilityherspiritssoaredupwardfeather-light.“Ibroughtitoverforyou...Ithoughtperhapsyoudidn’thavecakeveryoften.”

           “Idon’t,that’safact,andI’mmightyfondofit,too.I’mmuchobligedtoyou.Itlooksgoodontop.Ihopeit’sgoodallthewaythrough.”

           “Itis,”saidAnne,gailyconfident.“IhavemadecakesinmytimethatwereNOT,asMrs.Allancouldtellyou,butthisoneisallright.ImadeitfortheImprovementSociety,butIcanmakeanotherforthem.”

           “Well,I’lltellyouwhat,miss,youmusthelpmeeatit.I’llputthekettleonandwe’llhaveacupoftea.Howwillthatdo?”

           “Willyouletmemakethetea?”saidAnnedubiously.

           Mr.Harrisonchuckled.

           “Iseeyouhaven’tmuchconfidenceinmyabilitytomaketea.You’rewrong...Icanbrewupasgoodajorumofteaasyoueverdrank.Butgoaheadyourself.FortunatelyitrainedlastSunday,sothere’splentyofcleandishes.”

           Annehoppedbrisklyupandwenttowork.Shewashedtheteapotinseveralwatersbeforesheputtheteatosteep.Thenshesweptthestoveandsetthetable,bringingthedishesoutofthepantry.ThestateofthatpantryhorrifiedAnne,butshewiselysaidnothing.Mr.Harrisontoldherwheretofindthebreadandbutterandacanofpeaches.

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