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Book Excerpt: s this satisfactory?" "Perfectly," I said promptly. "If you will add thereto your promise that you will forget and forgive, Uncle Abimelech. There are to be no hard feelings." Uncle Abimelech shrugged his shoulders. "In for a penny, in for a pound," he said. "Very well, Prue. We wipe off all scores and begin afresh. But there must be no more such doings. You've worked your little scheme through--trust a Foster for that! But in future you've got to remember that in law you're a Melville whatever you are in fact." I nodded dutifully. "I'll remember, Uncle Abimelech," I promised. After everything had been arranged and Uncle Abimelech had gone I looked at Murray. "Well?" I said. Murray twinkled. "You've accomplished the impossible, sis. But, as Uncle Abimelech intimated--don't you try it again." A Sandshore Wooing Fir Cottage, Plover Sands. July Sixth. We arrived here late last night, and all day Aunt Martha has kept her room to rest. So I had to Read More