“If what?”
“You wouldn’t mind being little Rose’s godmothers.”
“Oh, no, Polly,” said Julia, “I think not.”
“Oh, yes, Ju, it would be good fun,” cried Cynthia.
“I told Tom it would be too much to ask, Miss Julia; but he said you could only say no.”
“Of course,” said Julia, thoughtfully. “And he is very kind to you?”
“Oh, kind isn’t the word, Miss Julia,” cried the young wife.
“And are his relations kind to you too?”
“He has no relations, Miss, but one brother,” replied Polly, “and he is a good deal of trouble to him—I mean to us,” she added, correcting herself.
“Trouble to you, Polly?”