"Why, he said there couldn't be any doubt; he said I was so very much better-looking than any sister of mine could possibly be."
Forthwith Lee pinioned Gay's arms and Phyllis pulled her ears for her.
Mr. Pritchard paced the dock, offering rings of Cuban incense to the stars.
From Play House came the sounds which men make when they play cards and do not care whether they win or lose.
Maud was in her office, adding a column of figures which the grocer had sent in. The triplets, linked arm in arm, joined her. Arthur came, and Eve and Mary.
They agreed that they were very tired and ready for bed.
"It's going to be a success, anyway," said Mary. "That seems certain."
"We must have the plumber up," said Eve; "the laundry boiler has sprung a leak. Who's that in your pocket, Arthur?"