“I wonder where’s the twins?” said Colin, looking round the table.
“Oh, yes—the twins!” echoed Eileen, and just then she gave a little scream. “Oh, dear! what’s that?” and on the other side of the table someone else gave a little shriek.
“Oh, a dog!” they cried.
“What? Where?”
“Under the table, and he bit my leg!” cried a little fair-haired girl.
“Oh, dear, you’ll go silly!” cried someone. “If he’s a mad dog, you’ll get hy—dro—pho—bia.”
“Oh!” the girl shrieked.
“And he’s bit me, too!”
“And me—and me——”
“Oh!”