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The latter laughingly shook his head.

“Go ahead, old lad,” he said. “I am not looking for punishment just yet.”

“Why, don’t you like Miss Alling?” asked Jessie, surprised.

“I do. She is the salt of the earth,” replied Darry, emphatically, adding with a rueful smile: “The only trouble is, she doesn’t like me. Has a fixed opinion that I am a bad influence for Burd, or something of the sort.”

“Well, aren’t you?” asked his sister, maliciously, adding quickly, as Burd seemed about to depart: “Oh, let me go along, Burd, I feel a severe attack of curiosity coming on. I must meet Aunt Emma.”

“All right, come on—but your blood be upon your own head,” warned Burd, with a grin.

After they had gone Jessie and Darry looked at each other and laughed.

“I am almost as curious as Amy to meet Aunt Emma,” confessed Jessie. “She must be a very unusual person.”

“She is kind-hearted and full of pep and fun, but as domineering as they make ’em,” pronounced Darry. “Just the same, this trip to Forest Lodge is a mighty fine idea. I prophesy we won’t have a slow minute while we are up there.”