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 "Come."

"Yes'm. Gentleman says present this to you with his compliments." The porter held out the package with an air. Miss Pearse took it, turned it over curiously.

"Gentleman? What gentleman?"

"I dunno, ma'am. Just a gentleman. Said he reckoned you all was hungry, ma'am."

"Hungry? What—what is it?" She viewed the brown paper parcel distastefully.

"San'wiches an' fruit, he said."

"Oh, Auntie! Sandwiches!" cried Prue.

"Dandy!" exclaimed the boy. Even Leone, the maid, showed signs of interest.

"Impertinent!" said Miss Pearse. "The idea! A strange man! Tell him, porter, that—"

"We're very, very much obliged!" Prue seized the parcel and tore off the paper. "Oh, Gordon, they're ham! Think of ham sandwiches!"

"Honest? Gee, Prue, let's get at 'em! I'd rather have ham than any kind when I'm real hungry!"