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"This is not the time for study, but for recitation. You need not recite, and I will see both of you after school. Go on from where Agnes left off, Lluella." "I'll fix you for this!" hissed Trix to Agnes. Agnes felt too badly to reply and the jealous girl added: "You Corner House girls think you are going to run things in this school, I suppose; but you'll see, Miss! You're nothing but upstarts."
'What is longitude? Sue Mellen came to me, puzzled, about that," chuckled Jennie, "and I told her longitude is those lengthwise stripes on a watermelon." "Oh, Heavy!" gasped Lluella. "How could you?" "Didn't hurt me at all," proclaimed Jennie, calmly. "And I told her that a 'ski' is what a Russian has on the end of his name.
"Yes," said the fat girl. "I'm in a quartette with Mary Cox, Lluella Fairfax and Belle Tingley. Oh, you'll see plenty of us," said Heavy. "And I say! you're going to the Upede meeting to-night; aren't you?" "Why yes. Do you all belong?" "Our quartette? Sure," said the plump girl in her off-hand way. "We'll show you some fun. And I say!" "Well?" asked Ruth.
"You'll remember, Infants," said Lluella, "when you hear the twang of the ghostly harp, that something momentous is bound to happen at Briarwood Hall." "But more important still," warned Mary, "be sure that your lights are out within twenty minutes after retiring bell sounds. Otherwise you will have that cat, Picolet, poking into your room to learn what is the matter." "Aren't they just fine?
Of course, the little harp the statue holds is in the form of a lyre; and what the people were who told these stories about the ghostly twanging of the instrument you may draw your own conclusions," laughed Lluella Fairfax. "However, the old gentleman at last broke up his household, or died, or moved to town, or something, and Briarwood was put up for sale and the school came here.
"If Heavy and The Fox, or Belle and Lluella could see me now!" thought Ruth Fielding. Suddenly the caravan halted. There were shouts and cries, and evidently the other vans were being emptied of their occupants in a hurry. Some of the men seemed to be arguing in English at the head of the queen's van. Ruth believed that a searching party had overtaken the Gypsies.
She could not shout into the teeth of the gale, and her cry was driven back into her own ears as weak as the mew of a kitten. "Ho!" exclaimed Madge Steele. "They couldn't hear that if they were a stone's throw off. Let me give a warwhoop." "We're all coming out!" cried the dissatisfied Lluella. "Let's all shout. Oh, girls! we've got to get back to the camp. We'll die here."
"Oh, well, that does put another face upon the matter," laughed Lluella Fairfax. "But they must all three whistle while they're picking out the nuts," cried Heavy. "I know them! The nut meats will never go into the taffy pan if they don't whistle."
"Of course, we shall get out of it all right, Helen; but did you ever suppose so much snow could fall at one time?" "Never!" "And no sign of it holding up at all," said Madge, who had overheard. "Sh! Belle and Lluella have curled up here and gone to sleep," said Helen. "Lucky Infants," observed Madge. "I'm going to sleep, too," said Heavy, with a yawn. "There is no danger now.
"Come, now! altogether, girls!" "'Knock, knock, knock! the girls are knocking Bring the hammers all this way!" "Never mind, Ruthie Fielding," complained Lluella. "We don't all of us have the luck you do. All your English made up for you in that scenario " "And who is this made up, I'd be glad to have somebody tell me?" interposed Jennie. "Oh, girls! tell me. Do you all see the same thing I do?"
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