lunch.' 'Those aren't paid for, and that is the reason we can't have beef for dinner,' says Anna. 'Well,' says Amy, 'we had those chops, didn't we? And the butcher can't alter that, anyway; and we are all nourished by those chops, and dear Arthur has had his good luncheon in the City, and there is soup-stock in the house, and things to make one of those delicious raspberry-puddings, and we cannot starve, we poor but honest Carrolls, on those things; and eggs are cheaper, are they not, honey, dear?' 'Yes,' says Anna, with that sort of groan she has when her mind is on economy--'yes, Amy, dear.' 'And,' says I, 'Arthur always wants his eggs for breakfast, and he does not like cold meat in the morning, and if he went to business without his eggs, and there was an accident on his empty stomach, only think how we would feel, Anna. So we will have,' says Amy, 'soup and pudding for dinner, and eggs for breakfast, and we will part pay the egg-man and not the butcher.' And then Amy puts on her new gown and does all she can for her family, to make up for the lack of the roast." "Did you say it was raspberry-pudding, Amy?" asked Eddy, anxiously. "Yes, honey, with plenty of sauce, and you may have some twice if you want it." "Ring the bell, dear," said Carroll. "You don't mind, Arthur, do you?" Mrs. Carroll asked, with a confident look at him. Carroll smiled. "No, darling, only I hope none of you are really going hungry." They all laughed at him. "Soup and pudding are all one ought to eat in such hot weather," Charlotte said, conclusively. She even jumped up, ran to her father, and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, to reassure him. "You darling papa," she whispered in his ear, and when he looked at her tears shone in her beautiful eyes. Carroll's own face turned strangely sober for a second, then he laughed. "Run back to your seat and get your pudding, sweetheart," he said, with a loving push, as the maid entered. People thought it rather singular that the Carrolls should have but one maid, but there were reasons. Carroll himself, when he first organized his Banbridge establishment, had expressed some dissent as to the solitary servant. "Why not have more?" he asked, but Anna Carroll was unusually decided in her response. "Amy and I have been talking it over, Arthur," said she, "and we have decided that we would prefer only Marie." "Why, Anna?" Carroll had asked, with a frown.