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"Minnie, Minnie! Like long white gowns and cowls crossing the fence"

Helen released her wrist, and put both hands on Minnie's cheeks, forcing

her around to face the pane "You must look--you must look," she cried

"They wouldn't do it, they wouldn't--it isn't!" Minnie cried "They

couldn't co rain!"

"Yes! Such things would hter, and Minnie, alht her about the waist

"They would mind the rain They would fear a storm! Ha, ha, ha! Yes--yes!

And I let hi, clasping each other's waists, the two

girls peered out at the flickering landscape

"Look!"

Up from the distant fence that bordered the northern side of Jones's

field, a pale, pelted, flapping thing reared itself, poised, and seeround

"Did you see?"

But Minnie had thrown herself into a chair with a laugh of wild relief

"My darling girl!" she cried "Not a line of white things--just one--Mr

Jones's old scarecrow! Andit blon!"

"No, no, no! I saw the others; they were in the field beyond I saw them!

When I looked the first time they were nearly all on the fence This tio alone!"

Minnie sprang up and enfolded her "No; you dear, i child, you're