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THE GIRLS CLEAN HOUSE 105Carl, it appeared, had a sore throat, induced by gettingwet in the Rainbow Valley marsh the previousevening while pursuing dragon-flies. He had comehome with dripping stockings and boots and had satout the evening in them. He could not eat any break-Shefast and Faith made him go back to bed again.and Una left the table as it was and went to SundaySchool. There was no one in the school room whenthey gotthere and no one came. Theyeleven and then went home.waited until"There doesn't seem to be anybody at the MethodistSunday School either," said Una."I'm glad," said Faith. "I'd hate to think the Methodistswere better at going to Sunday School on rainySundays than the Presbyterians. But there's nopreaching in their Church to-day, either, so likely theirSunday School is in the afternoon."Una washed the dishes, doing them quite nicely, forso much had she learned from Mary Vance. Faithswept the floor after a fashion and peeled the potatoesfor dinner, cutting her finger in the process."I wish we had something for dinner besides ditto,"sighed Una. "I'm so tired of it. The Blythe childrendon't know what ditto is. And we never have anypudding. Nan says Susan would faint if they had nopudding on Sundays. Why aren't we like other people,Faith?""I don't want to be like other people," laughed Faith,tying up her bleeding finger. "I like being myself.