1-11 Mercy Watson to the Rescue

Chapter 11 In the Watsons'house, around the Watsons'kitchen table, sat Eugenia Lincoln and Baby Lincoln and Mr. Watson and Mrs. Watson and Ned and Lorenzo. And Mercy, of course. She was at the head of the table, in the seat of honor.

And in front of her, on her favorite blue plate, was a very tall stack of hot buttered toast. " A toast to Mercy, " said Mr. Watson, holding up his glass of orange juice. " A toast to our darling, our dear, " said Mrs. Watson. " A toast to Mercy, " said Baby.

" In my opinion, " said Eugenia, " pigs should not be toasted. In my opinion, pigs do not belong at the kitchen table. " " To our hero, " said Mr. Watson. " Where would we be without Mercy?" " Yes, " said Mrs. Watson. " Who would have saved us?" " I can't imagine, " said Ned. " Me neither, " said Lorenzo. They all clinked glasses. Mercy had another piece of toast.