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" Anyone," said William, " but they'll have to pay money to come in."
" No one'll come if they have to pay money to come," said Ginger with simple conviction.
William could not help admitting the truth of this.
" Then we'll jus' invite the people we like an' not let any of the others come," said William.
" Not Hubert Lane nor any of the rest of them," said Ginger.
The Outlaws carried that by acclamation. Between the Outlaws and the Hubert Laneites had existed, since any of them remembered, a deadly feud, which sometimes merely smouldered and sometimes burst into open warfare.
" Crumbs, no!" said William. " None of them." A smile of satisfaction broke over his face. " But we'll let 'em know we're having it. They'll be mad at not bein' able to come."
Preparations continued during the next few days. To tell the truth the Outlaws concentrated most of their attention upon the refreshments. They did many small services at home—consisting mostly of sawing wood—on a strictly cash basis. They sold sundry of their less precious possessions to their friends. They affected suddenly perfect manners when in the neighbourhood of elderly and prosperous relatives. The net result was one and elevenpence farthing (the farthing had been found by Henry in his coal shed). The Outlaws were delighted by it. With it they provided a magnificent feast—eight bottles of liquorice water, two bottles of ginger ale and an array of the cheapest and most indigestible cakes that the Outlaws after a long and patient search (which drove several confectioners to the verge of madness) could find.
The next thing to do was to find a second greyhound to race with Jumble. William still seemed inclined to think that Jumble alone would do. He liked to think of cheering Jumble as victor past the winning
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