Here it is six o'clock and they ain't come yet." "These are baked beans that are baked beans," said Meeks.
"Yes, I always have said that Sylvia knows just how to bake beans," said Henry.

"I go to church suppers, and eat other folks' baked beans, but they 'ain't got the knack of seasoning, or something." "It's partly the seasoning and partly the cooking," said Sylvia, in a somewhat appeased voice.
"This is brown bread, too," said Meeks.

His flattering tone was almost fulsome.
Henry echoed him eagerly.

"Yes, I always feel just the same about the brown bread that Sylvia makes," he said.
But the brown bread touched a discordant tone.
Sylvia frowned.

"Mr.Allen always wants it hot," said she, "and it 'll be stone cold.