We can square it this way: none of us ten must eat any butter or sugar at breakfast or tea to-morrow, then we'll have a real right to have it given us afterwards.

Don't pull faces! You can have marmalade or jam.

What sybarites you are!" "Right-o," agreed the Camellia Buds, sorrowfully accepting the sacrifice.
"But couldn't the juniors contribute some butter, too ?" added Sheila.
"It might be noticed if too many went without.

Besides, it's the hostesses who ought to provide the party, not the guests." Benedicta, the cook, was vulnerable, especially in view of the self-restraint exercised by the heroic ten.

She made a hasty calculation of the amount of butter they would normally have consumed, added a package of sugar, and lent them a pan and a spoon.