"But you said you wouldn't laugh this time," Violet reminded her, adding, as the worst threat she could think of: "If you do I won't let you follow out my idea."
"All right," said Billie. "As Chet would say—'shoot.'"
"Why, I was just thinking," said Violet, looking at them intently, "that we haven't a plan in the world for spending our vacation—"
"Vi!" cried Laura joyfully, not waiting for her to finish, "you have a good idea this time. You were going to say, why not spend our vacation there?"
"At Cherry Corners?" asked Billie surprised, adding with a demure glance: "Nobody seems to think of asking me about it. And it's my property, you know."
"Gracious, isn't she stuck up?" cried Laura flippantly. "I'll have you know you're not the only property holder in the community, Billie Bradley. Dad gave me the deed to three lots in some outlandish place, I don't even know where it is."
"Probably didn't have anything else to do with them, so wished them on you," said Billie cruelly.
"Shouldn't wonder," said Laura, adding with a rueful little smile: "I've never been able to find out whether it was an April Fool's present or not."
"Well, I don't see what all that has to do with my proposition," put in
Violet patiently. "Now own up—don't you think it's a great idea?"
"Wonderful," said Billie unenthusiastically. "I don't know when I've ever heard of anything so brilliant."