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“And now let’s have the rabbit,” said Mary Brooks, when the applause had died away. “It’s getting late and we don’t want to be too hurried. We can have more stunts later if there’s any time.”

“The rabbit!” repeated Betty in mystified tones. “Whoever said anything about a rabbit?”

“I did,” confessed Katherine bravely. “That is, I told Mary that we didn’t have a thing fit to eat for supper at the Westcott, and that I thought perhaps——”

“All right,” said Betty, laughing, “but it can’t be a rabbit, because I haven’t any cheese. Will tea do?”

“Bob’s got cheese,” announced Babe. “Last time we had a rabbit party we forgot about cheese till we had lighted the chafing-dish. So we sent Bob for it, and she bought five pounds.”

“Well,” Bob defended herself, “there were piles of people there, and I knew that five quarts of ice cream isn’t any too much for a spread, so I thought——”

“Hurry now, Bob,” ordered Mary, selecting an ulster from the pile in the corner, and hustling the rebellious Bob into it and out the door.