`` Yes , I did , '' she faltered . `` Oh , Felicity , was n't it right ? '' `` You 've ruined the bread , '' said Felicity flatly . `` It 's as heavy as a stone . I declare , Sara Stanley , I 'd rather have a little common sense than be a great story teller . '' Bitter indeed was the poor Story Girl 's mortification . `` Do n't tell Uncle Roger , '' she implored humbly . `` Oh , I wo n't tell him , '' promised Felicity amiably . `` It 's lucky there 's enough old bread to do to-day . This will go to the hens . But it 's an awful waste of good flour . '' The Story Girl crept out with Felix and me to the morning orchard , while Dan and Peter went to do the barn work . `` It is n't ANY use for me to try to learn to cook , '' she said . `` Never mind , '' I said consolingly . `` You can tell splendid stories . '' `` But what good would that do a hungry boy ? '' wailed the Story Girl . `` Boys ai n't ALWAYS hungry , '' said Felix gravely . `` There 's times when they ai n't . '' `` I do n't believe it , '' said the Story Girl drearily .
`` Besides , '' added Felix in the tone XXXXX one who says while there is life there is yet hope , `` you may learn to cook yet if you keep on trying . ''
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