- A) used
- B) tell
- A) out
- B) signal
- C) admit
- A) on
- D) watch
Old Margaret was just the kind of cook that we wanted. Lots of cooks can do rich dishes well. Margaret couldn’t. But she __used__ to cook simple, everyday dishes in a way that made our mouths water. Her apple-pies were the best pies I’ve ever tasted.
But to __tell__ the truth, even Margaret sometimes miscalculated. A large, royal-looking steak would be set before Father, which, upon being cut into, would turn __out__ to be underdone. Father’s face would darken with disappointment. He would raise his foot and stamp slowly and heavily three times on the rug.
At this solemn __signal__, we would hear Margaret leave the kitchen below us and come up the stairs to the dining-room door.
“Margaret, look at the steak.”
Margaret would peer with a shocked look at the platter. She would then seize the platter and make off with it.
Father and Margaret were united by the intense interest they both took in cooking. Each understood the other instinctively. I have to __admit__ that they had a complete fellow-feeling. Mother’s great interest was in babies. She loved her children and her happiness depended __on__ them. She wanted to keep Father pleased somehow, and if it was too difficult or impossible she didn’t always care about even that.
At table it was Father who carved the fowl, or sliced the roast lamb or beef. I liked to __watch__ him take the knife and go at it. And usually the cooking had been as superb as the carving. Sometimes it was so perfect that Father would summon Margaret and say in a low voice, “You are a good cook”.