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Strangely enough Roger had never found the cave, and he looked on it with yearning. "Why in the world didn't I know of that three or four years ago!" he exclaimed. "I should have lived out here all summer!" "That's what we'd like to do," replied the Ethels earnestly. "We'll let you come whenever you want to."
The one I saw with her was probably the sister." "What, the one named Ethel?" "Yes." "Ethel Ethel Fay. H'm," said Hawbury, in a tone of disappointment. "I knew it would be so. There are so many Ethels about." "What's that?" "Oh, nothing. I once knew a girl named Ethel, and Well, I had a faint idea that it would be odd if this should be the one. But there's no such chance."
He took four spools and an old tin can And called it a Ford and the strange thing ran. The Ethels had not paid much attention to the conversation but nevertheless it had struck the wrong note and no one felt entirely at ease.
"This takes me back to the days when I used to follow the flowers through the whole summer," the invalid cried delightedly. "Ah, Joe-Pye-Weed has arrived," she exclaimed joyfully over the handsome blossom. When the Ethels and Dorothy received their first order for the decoration of a house for an afternoon reception they were somewhat overcome. "Can we do it?" they asked each other.
He carried real apple twigs almost entirely stripped of their leaves and laden with blossoms made of white and pink paper. The effect was of a generously flowering apple tree and every one recognized it. Behind Roger came several of the spring blossoms the Ethels first, representing the yellow crocus and the violet.
The Ethels were disturbed about this at first for it seemed a shame that any one who wanted to make a garden should not have the opportunity. Helen reminded them, however, that there might be some who would find their interest grow faint when the days grew hot and long and the weeds seemed to wax tall at a faster rate than did the desirable plants.
I think myself that she should have had a prettier name, but people were not throwing away even two-hundred-dollar chances in those days. Neither had they come to Ediths and Ethels and Mays and Gladys. And they barbarously shortened some of their most beautiful names to Peggy and Betsey and Polly and Sukey.
There were so many of them that there was plenty to do for both the Ethels and for Dorothy and Helen, who assisted Mr. Wheeler. The registration was based on the catalogue plan. For each child there was a card, and on it the girls wrote his name and address, his grade in school and a number corresponding to the number of one of the plots into which the big field was divided.
When they were thoroughly mixed and rolled thin they were cut into small rounds and baked in a quick oven for ten or fifteen minutes. "These are delicious, my dear," Mrs. Smith said, smiling at her nieces, and the Ethels were greatly pleased at their Aunt Louise's praise. They sat about on the rocks and enjoyed their meal heartily.
The Ethels had each a tennis racquet and each a desk of a size suitable for their bedroom. "They'll go one on each side of the window," exclaimed Ethel Brown, while Ethel Blue at once began to store away in hers the supply of stationery that came with it. Katharine's gifts were quite as numerous as the Mortons', for her mother had forwarded to Mrs.
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