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"Indeed!" said Mavis, scarcely knowing what to say. "All the same, I prays for them, though what God A'mighty thinks o' me for all the sinners I pray for, I can't think. Supper's downstairs, if you can eat it; and my name's Bella." Bella left the room. Mavis thought that she rather liked her than otherwise, despite her rudeness earlier in the evening.
I went off into a corner and sat down for a quiet hour to think. Nobody in the world knows everything. "Supper's on the table," Jasper announced, after having seen Mr. Haley go down the front walk to-night. Jasper has such great respect for the cloth that never in the world would he have asked Mr. Haley in to supper without having at least a day to prepare for him.
"Well, I wouldn't be backin' out the minute I'd got here, if I was you," returned Mrs. Babcock sharply. "It's comin' cooler, that's one thing, an' you won't need that white sacque. I should think you'd feel kinder glad of it, for them shoulder seams did look pretty long to what they wear 'em. An' I dare say folks here are pretty dressy. I declare I shall be kinder glad when supper's ready.
"Supper's all ready, and we have a visitor as hard up as we are to share it with us. So come at once and let us get through." Jasper was greatly amused at the way Betty took full possession of everything in the place. There was nothing forward about her, for she seemed more like a grown-up woman than a girl.
"Nine o'clock," she announced calmly. "Supper's ready. We shan't wait for Jane." When Jane Foley arrived, a reconnaissance proved that the martyrised detective had contrived to get away. In the following month, on a Saturday afternoon, Audrey, Miss Ingate, and Jane Foley were seated at an open-air café in the Blue City.
"Sup supper's ready," sobbed the child. He came in and sat down at the table, considerately appearing not to notice her until she had a chance to recover composure. She vigorously used the sleeve of both arms in drying her eyes, then stole in and found a seat in a dusky corner. "Why don't you come to supper?" he asked quietly. "Don't want any." "You had better take some up to your mother."
Ecstatically the White Linen Nurse clapped her hands. "Oh, that's just exactly what I hoped you'd say!" she cried. "'Cause the supper's right here!" "Here?" snapped the Senior Surgeon. Tempestuously he began all over again. "I tell you I wouldn't lift my little finger if all the blankety-blank-blank-blank " "Oh, Goody then!" said the White Linen Nurse. "'Cause now I can feed you!
No amount of determination will enable one, for instance, to knock more than a few minutes off the time needed to carry a canoe round a portage, nor by any effort can one cross a range as quickly as one can walk up a valley. Isn't that clear, Millicent?" There was a smile in the girl's eyes. "Yes," she replied, "but, all the same, Lisle's supper's waiting."
Riddell called from the foot of the stairs that supper was ready Winifred had fully made up her mind that she would not go down. She heard the three men chatting lightly and decided that she would get something to eat after they had finished and gone. But as though her uncle had caught her thought he too came to the foot of the stairs, calling to her. "Winifred," he was saying, "supper's ready.
And John, you must know, he'd take anything! But I came in to tell you supper's ready; and, if you like, I'll bring you something in here, and you can eat it on that table, or "
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