"But not yet, Don! Not so soon."
"Na'theless, they're here."
"How many, Don?"
"Two, lad. A bonny young thing came on the morning train, an' a nice, wide-awake one by the two o'clock."
"Girls?" with an accent of horror.
"Young females, anyhow," said Donald, polishing a buckle briskly.
The boy glared at him fixedly.
"Will they be running about the place, Don?"
"Most likely, 'Twould be a shame to shut them up with the poor missus this glad weather. But why not? They'll be company for ye, Kenneth lad."
"How long will they stay?"