She was an acceptable playmate , for she knew several new and exciting games , and her conversation lacked not spice . In fact , some of her expressions made Nan and Di look at her rather askance . They were not quite sure what their mother would have thought of her , but they knew quite well what Susan would . However , she was a visitor at the manse , so she must be all right . When bedtime came there was the problem of where Mary should sleep . `` We ca n't put her in the spare room , you know , '' said Faith perplexedly to Una . `` I have n't got anything in my head , '' cried Mary in an injured tone . `` Oh , I did n't mean THAT , '' protested Faith . `` The spare room is all torn up . The mice have gnawed a big hole in the feather tick and made a nest in it . We never found it out till Aunt Martha put the Rev. Mr. Fisher from Charlottetown there to sleep last week . HE soon found it out . Then father had to give him his bed and sleep on the study lounge . Aunt Martha has n't had time to fix the spare room bed up yet , so she says ; so NOBODY can sleep there , no matter how clean their heads are . And our room is so small , and the bed so small you ca n't sleep with us . '' `` I can go back to the hay in the old barn for the night if you 'll lend me a quilt , '' said Mary philosophically . `` It was kind of chilly last night , but ` cept for that I 've had worse beds . '' `` Oh , no , no , you must n't do that , '' said Una . `` I 've thought of a plan , Faith . You know that little trestle bed in the garret room , with the old mattress on it , that the last minister left there ?
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Charlottetown Martha Mary Susan garret left mattress night quilt right