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Twist went with a porter to see about the luggage. "I beg your pardon?" said Anna-Rose. "Relations of Delloggses?" "No," said Anna-Rose. "Friends." "At least," amended Anna-Felicitas, "practically." "Ah," said the driver, leaning with both his arms on the window-sill in the friendliest possible manner, and chewing gum and eyeing them with thoughtful interest.
We won't go to them." "Of course we won't," said Anna-Felicitas, with no passion but with an infinitely rock-like determination. "And pray " began Mr. Twist. "Go into lodgings alone with Mrs. Bilton?" interrupted Anna-Rose her face scarlet, her whole small body giving the impression of indignant feathers standing up on end. "While you're somewhere else? Away from us? We won't."
"That's waste of time," said Anna-Felicitas. "We could be giving finishing touches if we stayed here." "You will come with me to the station," said Mr. Twist. Mrs. Bilton arrived in a thick cloud of conversation. She supposed she was going to the Cosmopolitan Hotel, as indeed she originally was, and all the way back in the taxi Mr. Twist was trying to tell her she wasn't; but Mrs.
"Is he in there?" asked Anna-Felicitas, appreciatively moving her nose, a particularly delicate instrument, round among the various really heavenly smells that were issuing from the dining-room and sorting them out and guessing what they probably represented, the while water rushed into her mouth. The sound of a chair being hastily pushed back was heard and Mr.
"Say," said Mr. Twist, not in the least appeased by this reasoning but, as Anna-Felicitas couldn't but notice, quite the contrary, "used you to talk like this to that Uncle Arthur of yours? Because if you did, upon my word I don't wonder " But what Mr. Twist didn't wonder was fortunately concealed from the twins by the appearance at that moment of Mrs.
"You see," explained Anna-Felicitas, who was never divided in her respect for truth, "we're not particularly old anything." The driver in his turn thought this over, and finding he had no observations he wished to make on it he let it pass, and said, "You'll miss Mr. Dellogg." "Oh?" said Anna-Rose, pricking up her ears, "Shall we?" "We don't mind missing Mr. Dellogg," said Anna-Felicitas.
"The who?" said Amanda. "The Miss Twinklers," said Anna-Rose, putting on still more dignity, for there was that in Amanda's manner which roused the Junker in her. "Can't disturb him at supper," said Amanda briefly. "I assure you," said Anna-Felicitas, with the earnestness of conviction, "that he'll like it. I think I can undertake to promise he'll show no resentment whatever."
And she drew Anna-Felicitas away to the chairs, and when they were safely in them and rolled up to their chins in the rug, she added, "That man " and then stopped. "What man?" "Standing just behind us " "Was there a man?" asked Anna-Felicitas, who never saw men any more than she, in her brief career at the hospital, had seen pails. "Yes.
They were conscious of this weak spot, and like a hurt finger it seemed always to be getting in the way and being knocked. Anna-Felicitas once more pondered on the inscrutable behaviour of Providence which had led their mother, so safely and admirably English, to leave that blessed shelter and go and marry somebody who wasn't.
"But why does mummy call him poor, when he's gone to heaven?" Anna-Felicitas asked Anna-Rose privately, in the recesses of the garden. "First of all," said Anna-Rose, who, being the eldest, as she so often explained to her sister, naturally knew more about everything, "because the angels won't like him. Nobody could like Onkel Col. Even if they're angels.
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