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WHERE OUR CLUB MET

ding in our own family. Come, Jonthy, and chaperon me."

And he drags Jon after him straight to the door.

There, he knocks softly a bit, then he says:

"Evelyn, if you are not asleep and hear me, be ready, in two minutes, by the watch. Jonthy and I are coming in to see what daddy is lying about."

I had followed, sure that there'd be trouble, but what do you think! She laughed, happy as happy, and says:

"Why waste two whole minutes!"

Dave gave a yell, and in he went. In fact the yell carried him as far as the bed, where he hugs her and the first thing you know she's fainted like a rag in his arms.

I never saw Dave really scared before—scared so he shivered, and chattered his teeth.

But she brought herself to, in a minute, and put Dave's arms away a bit.

"It hurts a little—there," she smiles, white as a sheet.

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