"
"But if Miss Eccleston finds out?" said Miss Day.
"What if she does? There's no rule against auctions, and, as I don't
suppose any of you will have one, it isn't worth making a rule for me
alone. Anyhow, I'm resolved to risk it. My auction will be on Monday,
and I shall make out an inventory of my goods tomorrow."
"Will you advertise it on the notice-board in your hall, dear?" asked
Lucy Marsh.
"Why not? A good idea! The great A. will be held in Miss Singleton's
room, from eight to ten o'clock on the evening of Monday next. Great
Bargains! Enormous Sacrifice! Things absolutely given away! Oh, what
fun! I'll be my own auctioneer."
Polly lay back in her armchair and laughed loudly.
"What is all this noise about?" asked a refined little voice, and
Rosalind Merton entered the room.
Two or three girls jumped up at once to greet her.
"Come in, Rosie; you're just in time. What do you think Miss Singleton
is going to do now?"
"I can't tell; what?" asked Rosalind. "Something outre', I feel
certain."
Polly made a wry face and winked her eyes at her companions.
"I know I'm not refined enough for you, Miss Merton," she drawled.
"I'm rough, like my dad, rough and ready; but, at any rate, I'm
honest-- at least, I think I'm honest.
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