We got to Helen and Monroe Alger's house around 7:00. I smelled something, but I didn't say anything. After a while
Helen asked if I smelled anything.
"Smells like biscuits to me," I said.
Gramps and Monroe kept hollering for biscuits, so after a while Helen served the apple pie! "How do you like those biscuits with apples in them?" she asked. I had been smelling the crust.