Chuck, almost too excited for speech, called up his mother on the 'phone.
"Come straight over to Miss Carter's and bring Uncle Don with you," he said excitedly. "We have news for you, wonderful news."
He left the 'phone, grinning.
"I guess Mother had her hat on before she hung up the receiver,"—he laughed. "She didn't even wait to say good-by."
"No wonder," Auntie Mogs said, her lips brushing Don's gold hair.
"I want my daddy," Don announced. "I want to tell him lots of fings about that bad mans and that silly old woman who said she was my nurse. I told her she was not any such fing 'cause Nannie's my nurse, isn't she?"
"Of course she is, darling," Miss Carter assured him.
Don looked about him and smiled suddenly at Phyllis.
"You're my girl," he said, dimpling, "and that's your twin."
Phyllis was on her knees beside him in a minute, and he rumpled her hair contentedly until Annie ushered in Mrs. Vincent and Mr. Keith, all out of breath.