Grandma's Wedding Cake

Miranda's wedding cake was light as a feather and to unrich either, she had it. No eggs, nor her. And we've only browned flour, grandma, you know. Well, you can make it out of brown. When the raisins it in, it will look quite nice. But we haven't any raisins,. echoed grandma, looking at her over her spectacles. What are you gonna put in? Oh, sentiment said Polly, briskly. We've got plenty of that. And it'll be good, I guess, grandma. Anyway, we must have a key. There isn't any other way to celebrate Momsie's birthday.