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`` It was Maud Walcott 's , between the Arnalls ' and mine ; but , what with our trunks , and our beds , and our crinolines , and our towel-stands , we wanted a Bowditch 's Navigator to steer clear of the reefs , and something was always getting knocked over ; so , one night , we were seized simultaneously with an idea . We 'd make a boudoir of this for the general good , and forthwith we fell upon the bed , and amongst us got it down . It was the greatest fun ! We carried the pieces and the mattresses all off ourselves up to the attic , after ten o'clock , and we gave the chambermaid a dollar next morning , and nobody 's been the wiser since . And then we walked to the upper village and bought that extraordinary chintz , and frilled and cushioned our trunks into ottomans , and curtained the dress-hooks ; and Lucinda got us a rocking-chair , and Maud came in with me to sleep , and we kept our extra pillows , and we should be comfortable as queens if it was n't for Graywacke . '' `` Now , Sin Saxon , you know Graywacke is just the life of the house . What would such a parcel of us do , if we had n't something to run upon ? ''