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The
committee
chose
their
routes
in
private
conclave
.
Anne
and
Diana
were
told
off
for
the
Newbridge
road
,
Gilbert
and
Fred
for
the
White
Sands
road
,
and
Jane
and
Gertie
for
the
Carmody
road
.
“
Because
,
”
explained
Gilbert
to
Anne
,
as
they
walked
home
together
through
the
Haunted
Wood
,
“
the
Pyes
all
live
along
that
road
and
they
won
’
t
give
a
cent
unless
one
of
themselves
canvasses
them
.
”
The
next
Saturday
Anne
and
Diana
started
out
.
They
drove
to
the
end
of
the
road
and
canvassed
homeward
,
calling
first
on
the
“
Andrew
girls
.
”
“
If
Catherine
is
alone
we
may
get
something
,
”
said
Diana
,
“
but
if
Eliza
is
there
we
won
’
t
.
”
Eliza
was
there
.
.
.
very
much
so
.
.
.
and
looked
even
grimmer
than
usual
.
Miss
Eliza
was
one
of
those
people
who
give
you
the
impression
that
life
is
indeed
a
vale
of
tears
,
and
that
a
smile
,
never
to
speak
of
a
laugh
,
is
a
waste
of
nervous
energy
truly
reprehensible
.
The
Andrew
girls
had
been
“
girls
”
for
fifty
odd
years
and
seemed
likely
to
remain
girls
to
the
end
of
their
earthly
pilgrimage
.
Catherine
,
it
was
said
,
had
not
entirely
given
up
hope
,
but
Eliza
,
who
was
born
a
pessimist
,
had
never
had
any
.
They
lived
in
a
little
brown
house
built
in
a
sunny
corner
scooped
out
of
Mark
Andrew
’
s
beech
woods
.
Eliza
complained
that
it
was
terrible
hot
in
summer
,
but
Catherine
was
wont
to
say
it
was
lovely
and
warm
in
winter
.
Eliza
was
sewing
patchwork
,
not
because
it
was
needed
but
simply
as
a
protest
against
the
frivolous
lace
Catherine
was
crocheting
.
Eliza
listened
with
a
frown
and
Catherine
with
a
smile
,
as
the
girls
explained
their
errand
.
To
be
sure
,
whenever
Catherine
caught
Eliza
’
s
eye
she
discarded
the
smile
in
guilty
confusion
;
but
it
crept
back
the
next
moment
.
“
If
I
had
money
to
waste
,
”
said
Eliza
grimly
,
“
I
’
d
burn
it
up
and
have
the
fun
of
seeing
a
blaze
maybe
;
but
I
wouldn
’
t
give
it
to
that
hall
,
not
a
cent
.
It
’
s
no
benefit
to
the
settlement
.
.
.
just
a
place
for
young
folks
to
meet
and
carry
on
when
they
’
s
better
be
home
in
their
beds
.
”
“
Oh
,
Eliza
,
young
folks
must
have
some
amusement
,
”
protested
Catherine
.
“
I
don
’
t
see
the
necessity
.
We
didn
’
t
gad
about
to
halls
and
places
when
we
were
young
,
Catherine
Andrews
.
This
world
is
getting
worse
every
day
.
”
