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 "Chum, tell me about it."

The Chum shook his head. "Cheery has to tell," he said. "I can't, 'cause it was Cheery—" he suddenly stopped and bit his lip.

"Cheery?"

No answer.

"Cheery, are you willing The Chum should tell?"

Still no answer.

"Cheery, one of you must tell, and it would be better for you to."

No answer.

Aunt Beth came closer. "Cheery, are you willing The Chum should tell me?"

Cheery pressed her lips a little tighter for a moment, then she nodded her head solemnly, blinking her eyes very fast.

"Now, Chum?" said Aunt Beth.

The Chum had come from behind the table, and his big eyes were turned awesomely toward the chair where lay Tiddledewinks. "Well," he said, swallowing hard, "you see,—she—she suds-ed her in