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Luncheon at Fir Cottage was not an attractive meal. Perhaps the least so of the three principal repasts of the day. There was a certain flavour of early dinner about it, recalling the days of the sisters' childhood, when roast mutton and rice pudding formed, with but little variety, the _piece de resistance_ of the daily menu, though for Mr Morion himself there was usually some special and more attractive little dish.
But to-day the walk in the fresh invigorating air had given the two elder sisters a satisfactory appetite, in which, chilblains notwithstanding, Eira was seldom deficient.