"Far from it," said the flower lover. "And mother was always having the doctor for you, and you got cold the easiest of any person I ever saw—and do to this day——"
"That is perfectly ridiculous, Lemuel."
"I believe you're sitting in a draught now, Dora," said Mr. Lockwood, quickly.
"Well—I——Achoo! I believe you! I never did see such a draughty place as this house, Lemuel. Ahem! Dora! get me my little knit shawl, will you, child?"
"Oh, yes, Auntie," said one of the twins, as they both rose.
"We're both through our suppers, Auntie," said the other. "We'll bring the shawl."
"Now!" exclaimed the exasperated old lady, when the twins were out of the room. "Which of 'em went for it?"
Her brother shook his head sadly, but his eyes were a-twinkle. "I could not undertake to say, Sister."
It annoyed Aunt Dora very much to hear the girls talk continually of the coming Big Day on Lake Luna and the part the girls of Central High would take in the races. And that next week Dora and Dorothy certainly were full of the new eight-oared shell.
It arrived at the boathouse early in the week, and proved to be the handsomest shell that had ever been launched in Luna waters. Even the wealthy Luna Boat Club did not own a shell like it.