With these opening remarks the poet took a seat and calmly awaited a response . The young ladies , I regret to say , giggled , then remembering their manners , hastened to inform him that there would be heaps of cakes , also that Miss Celia would not mind his coming without an invitation , they were quite sure . `` She asked me to come that day . I have been very busy . I had measles . Do you have them here ? '' asked the guest , as if anxious to compare notes on the sad subject . `` We had ours ever so long ago . What have you been doing besides having measles ? '' said Betty , showing a polite interest . `` I had a fight with a bumble-bee . '' `` Who beat ? '' demanded Bab . `` I did . I ran away and he could n't catch me . '' `` Can you shoot nicely ? '' `` I hit a cow . She did not mind at all . I guess she thought it was a fly . '' `` Did your mother know you were coming ? ''
asked XXXXX , feeling an interest in runaways .
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