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"Yah!A FISHY EPISODE 69You'll bring the potatoesto the table withstrips of skin hanging to them and half boiled as usual !My, but it'll be nice to go to your funeral," shriekedMary. She went out of the kitchen, giving the doorsuch a bang that even Aunt Martha heard it, and Mr.Meredith in his study felt the vibration and thoughtabsently that there must have been a slight earthquakeshock. Then he went on with his sermon.Mary slipped from the gateand confronted thespick and span damsel of Ingleside."What you got there?" she demanded, trying to takethe basket.Rilla resisted. "It'th for Mithter Meredith," shelisped."Give it to me."No.I'll give it to him," said Mary.Thuthan thaid I wathn't to give it to anybodybut Mithter Mer'dith or Aunt Martha," insisted Rilla,Mary eyed her sourly."You think you're something, don't you, all dressedup like a doll ? Look at me. My dress is all rags and/ don't care! I'd rather be ragged than a doll baby.Go home and tell them to put you in a glass case. Lookat me look at me look at me !"Mary executed a wild dance around the dismayedand bewildered Rilla, flirting her ragged skirt andvociferating "Look at me look at me" until poorRilla was dizzy. But as the latter tried to edge awaytowards the gate Mary pounced on her again."You give me that basket," she ordered with a