`` I wo n't have to , '' said Felicity triumphantly . `` Peter is having a new suit made . It 's to be ready by Saturday . I knew that before I promised . '' Having discovered how to produce exciting dreams , we all promptly followed the example of Peter and the Story Girl . `` There is no chance for me to have any horrid dreams , '' lamented Sara Ray , `` because ma wo n't let me having anything at all to eat before I go to bed . I do n't think it 's fair . '' `` Ca n't you hide something away through the day as we do ? '' asked Felicity . `` No . '' Sara shook her fawn-coloured head mournfully . `` Ma always keeps the pantry locked , for fear Judy Pineau will treat her friends . '' For a week we ate unlawful lunches and dreamed dreams after our own hearts -- and , I regret to say , bickered and squabbled incessantly throughout the daytime , for our digestions went out of order and our tempers followed suit . Even the Story Girl and I had a fight -- something that had never happened before . Peter was the only one who kept his normal poise . Nothing could upset that boy 's stomach . One night Cecily came into the pantry with a large cucumber , and proceeded to devour the greater part of it . The grown-ups were away that evening , attending a lecture at Markdale , so we ate our snacks openly , without any recourse to ways that were dark . I remember I supped that night off a solid hunk of fat pork , topped off with a slab of cold plum pudding . `` I thought you did n't like cucumber , Cecily , '' Dan remarked .
`` Neither I do , '' XXXXX Cecily with a grimace .
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