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Thicker than Water "But you did n't really beat," said Georgie, with a swelling sense of new-born pride.

Course you did n't," declared Mary Edith.

Freckles turned over and yawned sleepily once more. "Oh, you kids must be crazy. Go way and le' me 'lone."

"Georgie," whispered Mary Edith in the big dark hall, as they held each other's hands and felt with their bare toes for the first step of the stairway, "are n't you awfly glad you're English?"

For the second time that night Georgie made a sound as if he were eating a chocolate cream. The Empire had been upheld! 153