"Oh, yes. And their mother, if one may be permitted to ask?"
"Certainly, fair sir—Their mother is a wonderfully handsome woman, in a statuesque sort of way. Very dignified, and all that. Now, the twins are worth while."
"Exactly so," answered Ed. "Now I think—"
He stopped suddenly, and quickly jerked up his rod, but not quite speedily enough, for he had the pleasure of seeing a fish slip wrigglingly off the hook.
"Biggest one to-day," he murmured as he adjusted some fresh bait. "Now, as to the Robinson twins. The only fault I have to find with them, from my limited acquaintance, is that they are not evenly divided. Bess is—er—well, not to be too delicate about it—too fat—"
"No, no, I beg of you!" exclaimed Jack. "Don't use that word. Say too much adiposed."
"Sounds like indisposed," murmured Ed; "but let it go at that. Bess is too much adiposed, and Belle—"
"Well?"
"She is too un-adiposed, if you like it better. Not to put to fine a point upon it, as Mr. Snagsby used to say—she's too thin."
"Not faults in either of them beyond repair," commented Jack. "Cora is very keen about them. Thinks they're the best ever. She is very much interested in them."