"These
extravagant servants of mine cook ten times as much as I can possibly
eat."
"I don't imagine it is wasted," replied Quincy.
"I think not," said Aunt Ella, with a laugh; "for, judging from the
extra plentiful supply, they probably have a kitchen party in view for
this evening. But what keeps you away from Eastborough over night?"
"I thought you couldn't eat and talk at the same time," remarked Quincy.
"I can't," she replied. "I'm through eating and I'm going to sit and
listen to you. Go right ahead, the servants won't come in. I won't let
them stand and look at me when I'm eating. If I want them I ring for
them."
Quincy then briefly related the principal events that had taken place at
Mason's Corner since the nineteenth, remarking, incidentally, that he
had received no word from Lindy.
"Let her alone, and she'll come home when she gets ready," said Aunt
Ella. "As to the best place for your young lady to go, I shall have to
think a minute. Old Orchard is my favorite, but I'm afraid it would be
too noisy for her there, the hotels are so close to the railroad track.
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