“And they all had red hair. Real red hair, everyone of them.”
“Oh, they must have looked funny!”
“All the one size?” asked Eva.
“Yes, the five of them; all the one size, with little red heads.”
“They must have all been twins,” shrieked Doris.
“Twins!” echoed Willie, in tones of disgust. “Triplets, you mean!”
“Triplets—oh, listen!” cried Eva. “Fourlets or fivelets, more like.”
“Oh, dear, they must have looked like five little carrots!” said Doris.
“Yes, that’s what they looked like—five little carrots, all dressed up.”
There were shrieks of laughter at this, but the dream made them all the more anxious to see the new people. As the days sped on, they grew nearly frantic with curiosity.