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Chapter XIX. A Concert a Catastrophe and a Confession

           AnneandDianatiptoedintotheparlor,alongnarrowroomoutofwhichthespareroomopened.Itwaspleasantlywarmanddimlylightedbytheembersofafireinthegrate.

           “Let’sundresshere,”saidDiana.“It’ssoniceandwarm.”

           “Hasn’titbeenadelightfultime?”sighedAnnerapturously.“Itmustbesplendidtogetupandrecitethere.Doyousupposewewilleverbeaskedtodoit,Diana?”

           “Yes,ofcourse,someday.They’realwayswantingthebigscholarstorecite.GilbertBlythedoesoftenandhe’sonlytwoyearsolderthanus.Oh,Anne,howcouldyoupretendnottolistentohim?Whenhecametotheline,

           ‘There’sAnother,notasister,’

           helookedrightdownatyou.”

           “Diana,”saidAnnewithdignity,“youaremybosomfriend,butIcannotallowevenyoutospeaktomeofthatperson.Areyoureadyforbed?Let’srunaraceandseewho’llgettothebedfirst.”

           ThesuggestionappealedtoDiana.Thetwolittlewhite-cladfiguresflewdownthelongroom,throughthespare-roomdoor,andboundedonthebedatthesamemoment.Andthen—something—movedbeneaththem,therewasagaspandacry—andsomebodysaidinmuffledaccents:

           “Mercifulgoodness!”

           AnneandDianawereneverabletotelljusthowtheygotoffthatbedandoutoftheroom.Theyonlyknewthatafteronefranticrushtheyfoundthemselvestiptoeingshiveringlyupstairs.

           “Oh,whowasit—whatwasit?”whisperedAnne,herteethchatteringwithcoldandfright.

           “ItwasAuntJosephine,”saidDiana,gaspingwithlaughter.“Oh,Anne,itwasAuntJosephine,howevershecametobethere.

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