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 134  Two men unpacked the Milligans' furniture in the Milligans' front yard, and each load seemed more interesting than the last. It was such fun to guess what the big, clumsy parcels contained, particularly when the contents proved to be quite different from what the girls expected.

"Somehow, I don't think they're going to be very nice people," said Mabel, "I b'lieve we're going to be disappointed in 'em.

"Why, Mabel," objected Jean, "we don't know a thing about them yet."

"Yes, I do too. Their things—look—they don't look ladylike."

"Oh, Mabel," laughed Marjory, "you're so funny."

"Perhaps," offered Jean, "the Milligans are poor and the children have spoiled things."

"No," insisted Mabel, "they've got some of the newest and shiningest furniture I ever saw, but I b'lieve it's imitation."