'I told father, and he laughed at me.' 'But now even the servants are on strike,' said Elizabeth.

'It's Forest that's been preaching to them.

He and Cook have been drawing up a week's _menu_, according to the proper scale.

But--' 'Father won't have it,' said Pamela decidedly.
'An idea has occurred to me,' was Elizabeth's apologetic reply.
'Your father doesn't come in to lunch ?' 'Happy thought!' cried Desmond.

'Send him in a Ritz luncheon, while the rest of you starve.