"Yes," said Norah, "the solid fat was changed into liquid, and fell in drops into the dish. I took it up in the spoon, and poured it over the meat to baste it." "Don"t you two children chatter so,"said Fred. "Iwant to have a look at our pill-box.
"See, Norah, the wax is cool now. It does not flow about, even if we turn it upside down. It is not a liquid now.
"Suppose I cut the box open."said Fred. "Look; here is a round piece of solid wax, the very shape of the box.""Why, Fred," said Norah, "this proves that liquids do really take the shape of the vessels which hold them.""Quite right, clever little sister," said Fred. "Now tell me what mother does with the liquid fat in the dripping-pan.""She pours it into a basin," said Norah; "Whenit is cold she turns it out as solid dripping, just the shape of the basin.""I saw some solid water in a basin the other day." said Will. "We call it ice. The cold weather changed the water into ice. When I put the basin on the hearth, the solid ice turned into water again.""You can"t change everything like this," said Fred. "No," said Norah, "we can"t change brick, wood,stone, or slate into liquids."
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