Raspberry Jam by Carolyn Wells
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Sanford!"
"My Lord, Aunt Abby, you've got me all mixed up! I remember the Mortimer boy, but what's he doing blindfolded?" "No; it's the Hanlon man who's blindfolded, and I can go with Ferdinand--and--" "Go with Ferdinand! Is it a servants' ball--or what?" "No, no; oh, if you'd only listen, Sanford!" "Well, I will, in a minute, Aunt Abby. But wait till I tell Eunice something. You see, dear, if Hendricks does show up, I can pump him judiciously and find out where the Meredith brothers stand. Then--" "All right, San, I'll see that he stays. Now do settle Aunt Abby on this crazy scheme of hers. She doesn't want to go to Newark at all--" "I do, I do!" cried the old lady. "Between you and me, Eunice, I believe she does want to go," and Embury chuckled. "Where's the paper, Aunt? Let me see what it's all about." "'A Fair Test,'" he read aloud. "'Positive evidence for or against the theory of thought transference. The mysterious Hanlon to perform a seeming miracle. Sponsored by the Editor of |
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