But dinner was at noon in “Daisybank Villa,” so the pretty young housekeeper explained apologetically. What they had now was “tea,”--which meant bread and butter, even nicer, if possible, than Miss Jelliff’s; hot scones and bannocks--Babe demanded the names of the blushing little waitress--the nicest orange marmalade, fresh strawberries smothered in thick cream, and tea with a “cozy” to keep the pot warm.