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[35]"I must have left it," she replied, "upstairs on my table.",It was easy enough to get possession of the umbrella, and out at Sandy Point there was always a boat to be had just by turning over your hand, so to speak. Today there was exactly the right kind of a breeze. Possibly it was a little strong, but that would be only the more fun. So Johnny Blossom took to his heels and sped over the hill to Tellef.,“Yep,” answered Bob.,"She was very nice to me," says Mona, "and is, I think, a very pleasant old lady. She asked me to go and see her next Thursday.","Say, Billy," he cried, "your Ma an' Pa's there.",“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,“Now we are saved,” said Tellef.,"Ask any one you like,—any one, I mean, that is not quite impossible," says Nicholas.,"Say, you give me a pain," cried Billy. "Don't you 'spose we've got all we kin do ahead of us now?",That night, after Miss Jinny's trunk had finally been disposed of, and all the gossip of Rockham village and outskirts had been thoroughly aired, and Miss Jinny, tired from her strenuous day, had gone thankfully to bed, Patricia and Elinor were talking over the day's happenings as they brushed their hair in the seclusion of their own room.,"Can I do so?",So peace is restored, and presently, forsaking the pats of butter and the dairy, they wander forth into the open air, to catch the last mild breezes that belong to the dying day..