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THE sun was shining o'er the sea, shining with all its might, and had been doing so for two hours, but no one in Hilarity Hall had awakened to the fact. A loud rap at the kitchen door partially roused sleepy Jessie, who murmured, "Yes, mamma," and dozed off again. But Betty was thoroughly awakened by the sound, and, giving Jessie a shake, she exclaimed: "I believe it's that horde of men again! " Then, springing up, she began to dress hastily.
The knocking not only continued but was supplemented by other peremptory sounds,-a ring at the front-door bell, a toot on a tin fish-horn, the postman's whistle,-all of which were responded to by frantic barkings from Timmy Loo, who tore madly from one door to another, bouncing at last into Betty's room and waltzing before her on his hind legs. His fat little body was quivering with excitement, and his bright eyes blinked through the wispy locks that hung over them.