Peg sprawled into a chair with a great sigh of relief.
"Thank ye, ant—AUNT," she said. Then she looked at them all alternately and laughed heartily:
"Sure I had no idea in the wurrld I had such fine relations. Although of course my father often said to me, 'Now, Peg,' he would say, 'now, Peg, ye've got some grand folks on yer mother's side'—"
"Folks! Really—Ethel!" cried Alaric disgustedly.
"Yes, that's what he said. Grand FOLKS on me mother's side."
Mrs. Chichester silenced Peg.
"That will do. Don't sprawl in that way. Sit up. Try and remember where you are. Look at your cousin," and the mother indicated Ethel. Peg sat up demurely and looked at Ethel. She chuckled to herself as she turned back to Mrs. Chichester:
"Is she me cousin?"
"She is," replied the mother.
"And I am too," said Alaric. "Cousin Alaric."