“That's right. Hold by that!” said my uncles, as with one breath.
“Do you know the year you were born?” asked uncle Edmund.
“My mother says I was born in 1820.”
“You have not seen the entry?”
“No. One does not naturally doubt such statements.”
“Assuredly not—until—” He paused.
How uncle Edmund had regained his wits! And how young the brothers looked!
“You mean,” said John, “until he has known my mother!”
Now for the story of my twin uncles, mainly as written by my uncle Edward!