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d never spoken quite so sharply before. Joyce looked up, a little hurt. "Why, Cynthia, what's the matter with you? One would think I'd been doing something _wrong_, the way you speak!" "Oh, I didn't mean it that way," explained Cynthia, contritely. "But you don't know how this remembering _not_ to speak of it has got on my nerves! I catch myself a dozen times a day just going to make some innocent remark about the B. U. H., generally at the table, and then I stutter and blush, and they all ask what's the matter, and I don't know what in the world to answer! Now I have an idea. Perhaps it isn't worth anything; mine generally aren't! But it's this: why wouldn't it be a good scheme to get the older folks to talk about this house, without letting them know you have any special interest in it--just start the subject, somehow? I notice folks are liable to talk quite a long while on most any subject that's started. And they might have something to say that would interest us, and we _might_ get some new clues. And I don't see any reason why they should connect us with it, specially." Joyce considered the subject in thoughtful silence. "I believe you're right," she said at last. "It is silly to continue keeping so 'mum' about it, and we might get some good new points. Anyhow, in the detective stories Sherlock Holmes didn't keep everything so quiet, but talked to lots of outside people, and got ideas that way, too. Why didn't I think of it before! Good old Cynthia! You had the right notion that time. Come, let's go home now. I'm tired and sick of this dusty grubbing, and we're not going to do any more of it!" * * * * * Next morning, Joyce came flying over to Cynthia's house half an hour before it was time to start for high school. She seemed rather excited. "Come on! Do hurry, Cyn! I've something important to tell you." "But it isn't time to start yet," objected Cynthia, "and I'm only half through breakfast. Tell me here!" Joyce gave her a warning glance before turning away. "Oh, later will do," she remarked casually, and strolled into the sitting-room to chat with Mrs. Sprague. This was sufficient to hasten Cynthia, who usually loved to linger cozily over her morning meal. She had her hat and coat on and her books under her arm inside of seven minutes, and the two girls hurried away together. They were no sooner down the steps than Joyce began: "Last night an idea came to me, j
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