"Well, did Auntie get Granny's hat?" asked Barbara.
"She did, and wore it when we went to the children's matinée at the theatre in the Neues Palais; and I heard her sister, Princess Frederick Leopold, tell her: 'Thank your stars that Will is not coming. He would certainly advise you to send your new chapeau to——'" Bertha stopped short.
"To?" asked Barbara, flipping a slipper in the air and catching it on her naked foot.
"I can't tell," said Bertha; "it was not intended for me anyhow."
Barbara looked at Martha. "You say it."
"It commences with an 'H.'"
"Hohenlohe—Grandma Hohenlohe," explained Bertha quickly.
Barbara was thinking hard. "No, she did not say Hohenlohe; and, besides, she is dead."
"Getting warm," murmured Martha.
"Now you stop." Bertha looked very serious. "The Princess Leopold referred to their grandmother, of course. What else should she have in mind?"