“We thought Janet was making you up,” Gladys added, “but we see she wasn’t.” She smiled her roguish smile at Daphne.
“Indeed, we are glad to welcome you to Hilltop,” Prue held out her hand, “and specially glad for the old wing.”
“We’ve been looking over the new twins and I can’t say that they are very exciting. All they did was to scrap,” Ann remarked.
“Oh, dear!” Phyllis sighed. “I suppose now they’ll be the new twins, and we’ll be the old twins.”
Gladys looked at her and shook her head very slowly.
“They will not,” she said emphatically. “For I have already named them the Red Twins, and Red Twins they shall be,” she ended triumphantly.
She was right. The girls had always followed her lead, and they followed it faithfully in the naming of the Red Twins, and Janet and Phyllis, to the old wing’s secret satisfaction, remained always The Twins.
[CHAPTER X—The Parrot Is Consulted]
“Nice poll, pretty poll!” Gladys stood by Sally’s window, where the girls had decided that Aunt Jane’s Poll-parrot lived in a magic cage.
“Polly want a cracker?” she continued coaxingly.