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"Certainly not," exclaimed Aggie, "don't let her come up; send her away. Mrs. Hardy can't see anyone at all." Then followed a bit of pantomime between Zoie and Aggie, from which it appeared that their troubles were multiplying, then Aggie again gave her attention to the 'phone. "I don't know anything about her," she fibbed, "that woman must have the wrong address."
A succession of emotional whistles set Zoie to pounding the pillows. "Put it down!" she commanded. "But Zoie " protested Alfred. "Did I say 'up' or did I say 'down'?" moaned the half-demented Zoie, while long whistles and short whistles, appealing whistles and impatient whistles followed each other in quick succession. "You said down, dear," persisted Alfred, now almost as distracted as his wife.
And what do you think? Alfred told me to-night that it was my devotion to Willie that first made him adore me." "And you didn't explain to him?" asked Aggie in amazement. "And lose him before I'd got him!" exclaimed Zoie. "It might be better than losing him AFTER you've got him," concluded the elder girl. "Oh, Aggie," pouted Zoie, "I think you are horrid.
"It certainly is," acquiesced Zoie, with an over emphasis that made Alfred turn to her with new concern. "I'm afraid that mad woman made you very nervous, dear," he said. "She certainly did," said Zoie. Zoie's nerves were destined to bear still further strain, for at that moment, there came a sharp ring at the door.
Being nearest to the instrument, Alfred reached it first and Zoie and Aggie awaited the consequences in dread. What they heard did not reassure them nor Jimmy. "Still down there?" exclaimed Alfred into the 'phone. Jimmy began to wriggle with a vague uneasiness. "Well," continued Alfred at the 'phone, "that woman has the wrong number."
"Oh, but Jimmy was just going out," answered Aggie; then she turned to her obdurate spouse with mock sweetness, "Weren't you, dear?" she asked. "Yes," affirmed Zoie, with a threatening glance toward Jimmy. "He was going, just now." Still Jimmy remained rooted to the spot. "Out?" questioned Alfred. "What for?" "Just for a little air," explained Aggie blandly.
Then she looked at him accusingly, and asked in low, measured tones, "DID you STEAL HER BABY, JIMMY?" "Didn't you tell me to?" asked Jimmy hotly. "Not literally," corrected Aggie. "How else COULD I steal a baby?" demanded Jimmy. Zoie looked at the unfortunate creature as if she could strangle him, and Aggie addressed him with a threat in her voice.
Deaf to Maggie's chatter, Zoie lay back languidly on her pillows; but she soon heard something that lifted her straight up in bed. "Me mother is sorry she had to kape you waitin' this week," said Maggie over her shoulder; "but we've got twins at OUR house." "Twins!" echoed Zoie and Aggie simultaneously. Then together they stared at Maggie as though she had been dropped from another world.
"All YOU need do, Jimmy," explained Aggie sweetly, when the three of them were comfortably settled in the library, "is to see your friend the Superintendent of the Babies' Home, and tell him just what kind of a baby we shall need, and when we shall need it." "Can't we see it ourselves?" chimed in Zoie. "Oh yes, indeed," said Aggie confidently, and she turned to Jimmy with a matter-of-fact tone.
"If I'd told Alfred all MY ideas about things," smiled Zoie, "there'd have BEEN no beginning." "What do you mean?" asked Aggie, with a troubled look. "Well, take our meeting," explained Zoie. "Just as we were introduced, that horrid little Willie Peck caught his heel in a flounce of my skirt. I turned round to slap him, but I saw Alfred looking, so I patted his ugly little red curls instead.
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