She's ever so proud of it, and wrote it all down so that she shouldn't forget it.

That's my story.

Now it's somebody else's stunt.

Let's count out again." Fortune cast the lot this time on Agnes, who wrinkled up her forehead and protested she didn't know anything to tell, but, when urged, remembered something she had heard during the summer holidays.
"It's true too!" she assured them.

"We were staying at Tarana.