"Isn't it done yet?" asked King, after half an hour had elapsed.
"Nope," returned Kitty, positively. "It can't be done till three-quarters of an hour, and it's only a half."
"Smells done!" exclaimed Marjorie, sniffing "I believe it's burning, Kit."
"Pshaw, it can't be burning. That isn't a hot fire, is it, King?"
"No," replied King, aft