Jerry and I went down to ask Katy to make us some lunch.
"Just food; nothing careful," Jerry explained.
"What are ye goin' to do with it?" Katy asked.
Jerry was all ready to say, "Eat it, of course," but I saw what Katy meant and said:
"We're going out; it's such a nice day. We thought we'd take our lunch with us to save Lena trouble."
"Don't get streelin' off too far," Katy said, "Where are ye goin'?"
"Oh, down by the shore," I said, which was not quite the whole truth, because of course it was not our shore, but the shore of Wecanicut I meant. Yes, all of it was my fault.
Just as we were putting the lunch into the kit-bag Greg came staggering down-