They saw us carry their Thanksgiving dinner off under their very eyes and they never interfered by word or motion . They did n't even worry us with questions . They realized that something desperate had happened and that the emergency called for deed not words . `` Aggie , '' gasped Kate behind me as we tore through the birch wood , `` the border -- of these pies -- is crimped -- differently -- from Aunt Susanna 's . '' `` She -- wo n't know -- the difference , '' I panted . `` Miranda -- Mary -- crimps them . '' We got back to the Pinery just as the train whistle blew . We had ten minutes to transfer turkey and turnips to Aunt Susanna 's dishes , hide our own , air the kitchen , and get back our breath . We accomplished it . When Aunt Susanna and her guests came we were prepared for them : we were calm -- outwardly -- and the second mince pie was getting hot in the oven . It was ready by the time it was needed . Fortunately our turkey was the same size as Aunt Susanna 's , and Laura had cooked a double supply of turnips , intending to warm them up the next day . Still , all things considered , Kate and I did n't enjoy that dinner much . We kept thinking of poor Laura and Magsie at home , dining off potatoes on Thanksgiving ! But at least Aunt Susanna was satisfied . When Kate and I were washing the dishes she came out quite beamingly . `` Well , my dears , I must admit that you made a very good job of the dinner , indeed . The turkey was done to perfection . As for the mince pies -- well , of course Miranda Mary made them , but she must have had extra good luck with them , for they were excellent and heated to just the right degree . You did n't give anything to the McGinnis dog , I hope ? ''
`` No , we did n't give him anything , '' said XXXXX .
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