“Now for a good fire and then dinner,” announced Glenn, with the air of one who knew his ground.
“Can I help?” queried Carley.
“Not today. I do not want you to spring any domestic science on me now.” Carley was not averse to withholding her ignorance. She watched Glenn with surpassing curiosity and interest. First he threw a quantity of wood upon the smoldering fire.
“I have ham and mutton of my own raising,” announced Glenn, with importance. “Which would you prefer?”
“Of your own raising. What do you mean?” queried Carley.
“My dear, you've been so steeped in the fog of the crowd that you are blind to the homely and necessary things of living. I mean I have here meat of both sheep and hog that I raised myself. That is to say, mutton and ham. Which do you like?”
“Ham!” cried Carley, i
