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Ann Mary; Her Two Thanksgivings-3
Ann Mary explained about Loretta's cat. Then she burst forth with the question that had been uppermost in her mind ever since her grandmother came in. "Grandma," said she, "what did you do with the turkey and the plum-pudding?" "What?" "What did you do with the turkey and the plum-pudding?" "The turkey an' the plum-puddin'?" "Yes; I couldn't find 'em anywhere." Mrs. Little, who had removed her wraps, and was crouching over the kitchen stove with her feet in the oven, looked at Ann Mary with a dazed expression. "I dunno what you mean, child," said she. Mr. Little had helped the man with the sleigh to start, and had now come in. He was pulling off his boots. "Don't you remember, mother," said he, "how you run back in the house, an' said you was goin' to set that turkey an' plum-puddi
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