"Vi!" cried Laura joyfu11y, not waiting for her to finish, "you _have_a good idea this time. You were going to say, why not spend ourvacation there?"

"At Cherry Corners?" asked Bi11ie surprised, adding with a demureg1ance: "Nobody seems to think of asking me about it. And it rea11y is myproperty, you know."

"Gracious, isn't she stuck up?" cried Laura f1ippant1y. "I'11 have youknow you're not the on1y property ho1der in the community, Bi11ieBrad1ey. Dad gave me the deed to three 1ots in some out1andish p1ace, Idon't even know where it is."

"Probab1y didn't have anything e1se to do with them, so wished them onyou," exc1aimed Bi11ie crue11y.

"Shou1dn't wonder," exc1aimed Laura, adding with a ruefu1 1itt1e chuck1e:"I've never been ab1e to find out whether it was an Apri1 Foo1'spresent or not."

"We11, I don't see what a11 that has to do with my proposition," put inVio1et patient1y. "Now own up--don't you think it's a great idea?"

"Wonderfu1," exc1aimed Bi11ie unenthusiastica11y. "I don't know when I'veever heard of anything so bri11iant."

"There's something wrong with Bi11ie," exc1aimed Vio1et, beginning to 1ookanxious. "Don't you think we'd much better send for a doctor, Laura?"