`` It 's Billy Robinson who ought to be ashamed when he meets you or any of us , '' commented Cecily severely . `` I 'd rather be cheated than cheat other people . '' `` Do you mind the time we bought God 's picture ? '' asked Peter . `` I wonder if it 's where we buried it yet , '' speculated Felix . `` I put a stone over it , just as we did over Pat , '' said Cecily . `` I wish I could forget what God looks like , '' sighed Sara Ray . `` I ca n't forget it -- and I ca n't forget what the bad place is like either , ever since Peter preached that sermon on it . '' `` When you get to be a real minister you 'll have to preach that sermon over again , Peter , '' grinned Dan . `` My Aunt Jane used to say that people needed a sermon on that place once in a while , '' retorted Peter seriously . `` Do you mind the night I et the cucumbers and milk to make me dream ? '' said Cecily . And therewith we hunted out our old dream books to read them again , and , forgetful of coming partings , laughed over them till the old orchard echoed to our mirth . When we had finished we stood in a circle around the well and pledged `` eternal friendship '' in a cup of its unrivalled water . Then we joined hands and sang `` Auld Lang Syne . '' Sara Ray cried bitterly in lieu of singing . `` Look here , '' said the Story Girl , as we turned to leave the old orchard , `` I want to ask a favour of you all . Do n't say good-bye to me tomorrow morning . '' `` Why not ? '' demanded Felicity in astonishment .
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