It won't hurt either of 'em.

Is supper ready ?" "I hope it is," said Dab.

"I'm getting hungry again." Mrs.Myers looked at them in amazement; and so did Miss Almira, for, if one thing was plainer than another, it was that neither of those three boys understood the nature of her complaint.

It did not seem to occur to them, that she had, or could, or would claim any control over the results of their day's fun; not even when she said,-- "I intended one string for Deacon Short, and another for Mrs.
Sunderland"-- "Don't work their brains, Mrs.Myers," said Ford.

"Don't need any fish.
But then, if we have as good luck next time, we'll bear them in mind.
We've kept enough pan-fish for breakfast, and the big ones'll be just the thing for dinner." That had been the plan of Mrs.Myers herself; for she had already said to Almira,-- "It'll be a real saving, and the corned beef'll be just as good on Monday." More talk would hardly improve such a case as that; and it was really beginning to dawn upon Mrs.Myers, that her three boy boarders had minds and wills of their own, moreover, that they had not the most distant idea of failing to exercise them on every proper occasion..