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`` I 'm awfully glad they did , '' Polly replied , giving Lois ' arm a tight squeeze . Perhaps the quantity of greens was a little smaller than it might have been , but for these confidences . Still what do greens matter when compared to the forging of a splendid and lasting friendship ? Even confidences must end , and Polly , looking at her wrist watch , a parting gift from Uncle Roddy , exclaimed : `` Lois , it 's after twelve o'clock . We 'll have to fly . I hope you know the way . I 'm lost . ''