"Why don't you tell us what all the uproar is about ?" "Yes.

You might better tell us than to frighten us half to death in this way," complained Margery.
"It is the boys.

We think they are coming here to play a trick on us, and if so, we wish to be ready for them," explained Harriet, who was hurriedly dressing.

The girls lost no time in putting on their clothes, each dressing herself completely.

Their hair, braided down their backs for the night, was left as it was.