I fooled you that time, didn't I?" she chuckled,
hugging herself delightedly. "You thought it was something wonderful."
"Oh, fudge!" said Margery disgustedly. "I might have known you weren't
in earnest."
"I call that real mean of you, Jane," pouted Hazel Holland.
Miss Elting laughed tolerantly, nodding at Harriet as though to say, "I
told you so." But Harriet's gaze was fixed on Crazy Jane's face.
Harriet knew very well that there was something more to be said; that
Jane really had made an important discovery, and that, after having
teased her companions to her satisfaction, she would tell them the rest
of the story.
"Spectacles were made to assist people in seeing. Suppose you let us
see, Jane," suggested Harriet.
"Now, now, Bright Eyes, don't be hasty," chided Jane. "Do you really
wish to see?"
Harriet yawned as though completely indifferent.
"I am not so curious over your discovery that I cannot wait until
morning to hear about it. I'm sleepy and I am going to bed, provided I
can find one," she replied, rising and stretching herself indolently.
"Good night, Jane.
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