"Oh, him?" said Irene.
"Call me Fuzzy Bill, won't you?" put in Castleton. "It's a pleasantly descriptive name. I shall answer to that." Indeed, he did, for from that moment he became "Fuz" and never heeded a summons expressed differently.
Just then there was a ring at the front door, and downstairs Maurice rushed to admit the visitors. Presently he came up again.
"Damned kids," he grumbled.
"You don't mean to say they fetched you all that way for nothing?" exclaimed Jenny.
"It's good for him," Ronnie Walker asserted.
"Yes, but what a dreadful thing," said Jenny. "Fancy tearing all that way for nothing. I should go mad."
Another ring punctuated Jenny's indignation. Everybody to be forewarned ran to the window.
"It is them this time. Gladys! Elsie!" she called. Then in critical commentary: "What a dreadful hat Elsie's got on."
"She bought it yesterday.