"We must hurry or we will be late to—" At that moment Louisa Ellen, instead of rolling out of a low trundle-bed, fell with a loud thump, from the high four-poster. She realized that they were not at home. Then upon them both dawned the recollection of the night before, and the weary days before that.
"P-pop, he wouldn't like it that we were here," said Louisa Ellen. "He said we should stay always by Sarah."
Ellen Louisa did not answer, but began to put on her shoes and stockings with lightning speed. The twins never wasted many words.
As soon as Aunt Mena heard them stirring about, she came to the foot of the steps.
"Wee-zy," she called. "El-lie! Breakfast."
"Our names—" began Ellen Louisa shrilly; then she was stopped by Louisa Ellen's hand on her mouth.
"Don't make her mad over us," advised Louisa Ellen. "She might pen us up."
"We will go to school," said Ellen Louisa. "Then we will go home to dinner. Pop wouldn't like it if we weren't in school."
But Aunt Mena did not approve.