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"You say," murmured Ajax, "that Miss Dutton's appetite was good?" "It was just grand," replied the unhappy bard. "I never seen a lady eat cup-custards with sech relish." "We may infer, then," observed my brother, "that Miss Birdie is still in happy ignorance of your condition; otherwise pity for you would surely have tempered that craving for cup-custards." "I dun'no', boys, about that.
A gentle snore answered from the window seat, where Jennie Stone had actually gone to sleep. "Wasted humor," said Mary, laughing. "Heavy is in the Land of Nod. It's been a hard day for her. At supper she had to eat her own and Miss Fielding's share of the cup-custards." Ruth and Helen had already risen to go.
At table he had been privileged to supply Miss Birdie with many dainties: pickled cucumbers, cup-custards, and root beer. He told us frankly that he had marked nothing amiss with the young lady's appetite, but that for his part he had made a sorry meal. "My swaller," he said plaintively, "was in kinks before the boolyon was served."
We noted the absence of the rosebud, and Jasperson blushingly confessed that he had presented the flower to his best girl after dinner, an act of homage so we presumed in recognition of the lady's contempt of danger in mixing pickled cucumbers with cup-custards. "After that," said Jasperson, "I thought of the album, an' 'twas then my feet begun to get cold.
The vague mystery and excitement of the howl kept all the house gently agog for this Tuesday and Wednesday intervening. Sin Saxon gave out odd hints here and there in confidence. There was an uncommon clearance of cakes and doughnuts, and pie and cheese, from each meal, at this time. Cup-custards, even, disappeared, cups and all.
We had cup-custards at the close of our breakfast that morning, very vulgar, but very delicious. We reached the cherries at the same moment, and swallowed the first one simultaneously. The effect was instantaneous and electric. Halicarnassus puckered his face into a perfect wheel, with his mouth for the hub. I don't know how I looked, but I felt badly enough.
"I don't know how she could ever have done it all in the time, I 'm sure. The table was loaded down; there was cup-custards and custard pie, an' cream pie, an' two kinds o' hot biscuits, an' black tea as well as green, an' elegant cake, one kind she 'd just made new, and called it quick cake; I 've often made it since an' she 'd opened her best preserves, two kinds.
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