Once, the baker made a mistake, and came in through the gate reserved for the friends and relations. And Miss Lark was so angry, that she said she wouldn’t have anymore bread ever! But in the end, she had to forgive the baker because he was the only one in the neighborhood who made those little flat rolls with the curly twists of crust on the top. She never really liked him very much after that, however. And when he came, he pulled his hat far down over his eyes so that Miss Lark might think he was somebody else, but she never did.