Have some more lemonade, Polly." And she waved the pitcher which
was nearly empty for the second time.
"No, thank you," answered Polly gratefully; "but it's been ever so
good. I haven't had any since last summer, so this tasted better
than usual, and I always like it."
"I am so glad," responded Katharine heartily, though with a sly
glance at her sister.
"But I don't think autographs are stupid," said Jessie, returning
to the subject of the book in her hand. "I wish I had all these.
Why, sometimes they are sold and bring perfectly enormous prices."
"I know that," said Katharine; "but they make ever so much fun of
the people that ask for them."
"I don't care if they do," said Jessie; "I'm going to have one,
pretty soon, that will make you all envy me."
"Whose?" asked Alan.
"That's telling," responded Jessie mysteriously.
"How are you going to get it?" inquired Polly.
"I've asked for it," replied Jessie, with a knowing smile.
"Is it somebody I know?" asked her sister.
"No, not exactly; but it's somebody that everyone in this whole
world knows about."
"Jessie Shepard, what crazy thing have you been doing?" demanded
Katharine.
"I shan't tell." And Jessie shut her lips defiantly.
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