will show you just what I did with them. Wait a moment."

Gyp waited, wondering if he had quite understood her. Who had ever
given him anything?

Aunt Judith came to the door with a plate of sandwiches.

"There, Gyp," she said, "those sandwiches on that side of the plate
are chicken but these on this side are filled with some of your nuts."

"Oh, who ever heard of bread stuffed with nuts!" he cried. "They're
_great_!" he cried a moment later, "but I don't want the plate. We
take what we eat in our _hands_ at home."

He suited the action to the words, for although the sandwiches were
small, he managed to grasp one with both hands, demonstrating that it
could be done.

"That was a kind little note that you sent with the bag of nuts," Aunt
Judith said, "and since you've promised to be _my_ friend, Gyp, I
promise to be _yours_."

"All right!" cried Gyp, "when does it begin?'

"What?" she asked in surprise.

"Why, _us_ bein' friends," said Gyp.

"_Now_, Gyp, my boy. _Now_!" said Aunt Judith. "Come in and we'll talk
it over."