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Roy, Lillian Elizabeth, 1868-1932

"Polly of Pebbly Pit"

Also bring
your friend who came with you the time we talked about mining Rainbow
Cliffs. Do not delay but start immediately, as the girls have the time
of their lives set down for day after to-morrow. Don't write or wire,
but come on receiving this message.' You see, that was the only way I
could think of to get John off without letting others in on the secret.
Every one in these parts knows the city girls are with us, and they'll
not wonder at our having the boys come home for a visit."
When Sam Brewster concluded his explanation, Anne was smiling happily,
and Barbara lifted her head a bit higher as she said: "How nice it will
be to see Tom Latimer again, his company _so_ much!"
Eleanor could not deny herself the mean little satisfaction in saying:
"Yes, Bob met him once, at our house, and _tried_ to meet him
several times after that, at various social gatherings in Chicago."
But Polly pinched her friend's arm for silence, as the two horses
crowded close together to pass on a narrow ledge of the trail that ran
up to the Cliffs.
"If Tom comes with John, and that expert engineer comes, too, mother, I
don't see where we are going to put them up."
"We were planning that as we rode along, just now," said Mrs. Brewster.
"I think we can put up cot-beds, temporarily, in the loft over the
first barn, where father keeps his account books and other business
papers. Or we can pitch the large tent under the trees over by the
terrace, and they can camp there.


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