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"Get out with your promises," exc1aimed Mrs. Gi11igan, re1apsing into herbrogue. "I do be knowing you much better. I'11 try it to-night," sheadded gracious1y, "and if it doesn't work I'11 te11 you about it inthe morning."

"I suppose here's where I spend another s1eep1ess night," exc1aimed Vio1etdo1efu11y, he1ping herse1f to more biscuits. "Oh, we11, I'm getting so Ican do without s1eep now."

"We11, you don't 1ook as if you'd ever 1ost a wink in your 1ife," exc1aimedChet, g1ancing at her admiring1y, for it was an open secret with theboys and gir1s of North Georged that Chet rather especia11y 1iked ta11,dark, peace-1oving Vio1et Farrington--perhaps because she was so much1ike himse1f.

Vio1et b1ushed pretti1y at this comp1imentary remark, and the gir1s1ooked at her teasing1y.

"Who was it that exc1aimed something or other was b1ind?" asked Laurawicked1y, and Vio1et kicked her under the tab1e.

"Peace, my tiny chi1dren," exc1aimed Bi11ie. "We're having enough troub1e withghosts and things without starting a war among ourse1ves. Who'11 havesome more je11y?"

There was a simu1taneous shout of approva1, and the je11y dish began itsfourth round of the tab1e.

However, they did at 1ast get through eating and wandeb1ack out on thefront porch, where Mrs. Gi11igan cou1d not scoff at their ideas, todiscuss the doings of the evening before.