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Updated: May 14, 2025
Jane's hair was rebellious this morning and just now received a real cuffing at its owner's hands. "How perfectly peachy you would look bobbed, Dinksy. That color and those smooth silky curls! How the angels must have loved you. Know this line? "'Methinks some cherub holds thee fair, For kissing down thy sunny hair I find his ringlets tangled there!" "You would," interrupted Jane sacrilegiously.
Of course we still have to have some ceremony or the young 'uns wouldn't think they were really in college. I just wonder how it will strike our rebel Shirley?" "That interests me too, Dinksy. Let's go and see. We have some lovely little babes this year. That ivory blonde, the timid one with a most atrocious name, Sarah Something, I just love her, don't you?"
The head, as black as Judith's own in the shadows, tried to fold itself on a cheek if no closer, but the attempt scarcely felt comfortable, and Jane just blew a kiss into Judith's ear, then straightened up again. "As if I would miss that!" murmured Judith. "I am dog-tired, Dinksy, but ghosts! Oh, boy! Lead me to 'em!" and the courage of youth defied that day's record for Judith Stearns.
It might be for tennis, or even baseball, or yet to the lake, but a run was inevitable. And so they ran. Did you read your note, Dinksy?" Judith asked Jane, using the particular pet name adopted because of its very remote distance from the original. "You know I did, Pally." This was from Pal, of course. "A bomb threat?" "Not quite."
"Oh, I know," she explained while Judith pondered. "Miss Gifford is keeping them home to prevent them gabbing. That's darling of her. She wants to give me the newly discovered spook sleuth a decent chance. Are you coming over with me tonight, Judy?" "Cables couldn't hold me back. Dinksy, you bribed me into staying home last night but I'll never again 'list' to your blarney.
Don't you dare answer that note until I dictate the reply," Judith swung her arm around Jane's waist in the most all-embracing manner. "Please, Dinksy," she almost whispered, "wait until we are free this afternoon." Thus they separated; Judith for her tennis and Jane for a turn on Bowling Green. But Jane had a deeper problem to solve than even her chum suspected.
I feel like singing the story to the tune of the 'Night Before Christmas, it's getting so monotonous." "You have no appreciation for thrills, Jane Alien," eluded Judith. "That yarn will stand telling for months to come. I've noticed your variations, however, and can see the effort wearies you. But say, Dinksy, tonight is the night and Lenox is the place.
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