Heavy went to sleep before the fire directly after the meal, but was awakened when the girls all trooped out to the kitchen to make mola.s.ses taffy. The boys had gone with Long Jerry to try to shoot squirrels; but they came back without having any luck before the girls were fairly in possession of Janey"s kitchen.
"Let us help--aw, do!" cried Tom, smelling the mola.s.ses boiling on the range and leading the way into the kitchen.
"You can"t cook anything good to eat when there are boys within a mile, and they not know it," sighed Jennie Stone.
"Or be able to keep them out of it," declared Madge Steele. "I suppose we shall have to let them hang around, Helen."
"I tell you!" cried Helen, who never would go back upon her twin, and who liked to have him around, "we"ll make some nut candy. There"s nuts--half a bushel of them. The boys must crack and pick the nuts and we"ll make some walnut taffy--it will be lots nicer than plain taffy."
"Oh, well, that _does_ put another face upon the matter,"
laughed Lluella Fairfax.
"But they must all three whistle while they"re picking out the nuts," cried Heavy. "I know them! The nut meats will never go into the taffy pan if they don"t whistle."
Tom and his chums agreed to this and in a few minutes they were all three sitting gravely on the big settee by the fire, a flatiron in each boy"s lap, each with a hammer and the basket of nuts in reach, and all dolefully whistling--with as much discord as possible. The whistling did certainly try the girls" nerves; but the boys were not to be trusted under any other conditions.
Busy Izzy, however--that arch schemer--had not forgiven the girls for laughing at his overset on the toboggan slide the night before.
And as he sat whistling "Good Night, Ladies" in a dreadful minor, he evolved such a plan for reprisal in his fertile mind that his eyes began to snap and he could hardly whistle for the grin that wreathed his lips.
"Keep at it, Mr. Isadore Phelps!" cried Ruth, first to detect Izzy"s defection. "We"re watching you."
"Come! aren"t we going to have a chance to eat a single kernel?"
Izzy growled.
"Not one," said Helen, stoutly. "After you have the nuts cracked and picked out, we"ll spread the kernels in the dripping pans, the taffy will then be ready, we"ll pour it over, and then set the candy out to cool in the snow. After that we"ll give you some--if you"re good."
"Huh!" grunted Isadore. "I guess I know a trick worth two of that.
We"ll get our share, fellows," and he winked at Tom and Bob.
CHAPTER XIII
Sh.e.l.lS AND KERNELS
The three boys stuck to their work, with only a whisper or two, until there was a great bowl of nutmeats, and Ruth p.r.o.nounced the quant.i.ty sufficient. Meanwhile, the taffy was boiling in the big kettle, and Ruth and Jennie had b.u.t.tered three dripping pans. They spread the nutmeats evenly in the pans and then set the pans carefully on a snowdrift outside the back door to get thoroughly cold before the taffy was poured thinly over the nuts.
Everybody was on the _qui vive_ about the candy then. The girls couldn"t drive the boys out of the room. The bubbling mola.s.ses filled the great kitchen with a rich odor. Jennie began popping corn with which to make cornb.a.l.l.s of the taffy that could not be run into the three pans of nuts.
Isadore Phelps disappeared for possibly three minutes--no longer; and the girls never missed him.
At last the candy could be "spun" and Ruth p.r.o.nounced it ready to pour into the pans outside. Isadora said he would help--the kettle was too heavy for the girls to carry. He was adjured to be very, very careful and the girls followed him to the door in a body when he carried out the steaming couldron.
"Do pour it carefully, Izzy!" cried Helen.
"If that boy spoils it, I"ll never forgive him," sighed Heavy.
Ruth ran out after him. But Isadore took great care in pouring the mixture into the pans as he had been instructed, and even she had no complaint to make. He hurried back to the kitchen, too, poured the residue of the boiled mola.s.ses upon the popcorn and they made up the cornb.a.l.l.s at once.
"Come on, now," said Izzy, in a great hurry. "Give us fellows our share of the cornb.a.l.l.s and we"ll beat it. We"re going skating. We"ll help you eat your old candy when we come back.
"Maybe it will be all gone by that time," said Heavy, slily.
"I wish you joy of it, then, Miss Smartie," returned Isadore, chuckling. "Come on, fellows."
They seized their skates and ran away. Isadore could hardly talk for laughter; and he carried a good sized paper bag besides his share of the popcorn b.a.l.l.s.
The girls "cleaned up"--for that had been the agreement with Janey when she let them have her kitchen--and then sat down before the hall fire to make pine pillows, of which they were determined to take a number to Briarwood to give to their friends. Helen had bought a lot of denim covers stamped and lettered with mottoes, including the ever-favorite "I Pine for Thee and Likewise Balsam."
But although they were very merry around the fire, Heavy could not long be content. The popcorn b.a.l.l.s disappeared like magic and the stout girl kept worrying the others with questions about the taffy.
"Don"t you suppose that candy"s cool? I declare! those boys might play a joke on us--they might creep back and steal all three pans."
"Dear me, Jennie!" cried Ruth Fielding. "If you are so anxious, why don"t you run and bring a pan in? We"ll see if it"s brittle enough to break up."
Heavy sighed, but put down her work and arose. "It"s always I who has to do the work," she complained.
"Bring the pan in here and break the candy," advised Madge Steele.
"We"ll have to watch you."
Heavy came back with one of the candy pans in short order, bringing a hammer, too, with which to crack the brittle taffy.
"Come! we"ll see how it tastes; and if it"s good enough," she added, smiling broadly, "we won"t let the boys have even a little bit. They were mean enough to go off skating without us."
She cracked up a part of the candy, pa.s.sed the pan around quickly, and popped a piece into her own mouth. In a moment she spat the candy into the fire, with a shriek, and put her hand to her jaw.
"Oh! oh! oh!" she cried.
"What"s the matter with you, Heavy?" demanded Helen, startled.
"Oh, I"ve broken a tooth I believe. Oh!"
"Why were you so greedy?" began Madge, sedately. And then, suddenly, she stopped chewing the bit of candy she had taken into her mouth, and a sudden flush overspread her face.
"Why, here"s a piece of nutsh.e.l.l!" cried Lluella.
"How careless those boys were!" Helen added. "They got some of the sh.e.l.ls in with the meat."
"We should have expected it," Belle cried. "They never should have been trusted to crack the nuts."
"Oh, girls!" gasped Ruth, who had quickly examined the candy in the pan.
Her voice was tragic, and the others looked at her (all but Madge) in surprise. "What have those horrid boys done?" demanded Jennie Stone.
"They"ve spoiled it all!" Ruth cried. "There"s nothing but sh.e.l.ls in the candy. They"ve ruined it!"
"Oh! oh! oh!" shrieked Heavy again. "It can"t be true!"