"What's wrong with us at all?" demanded the Atom, indignantly.
"No hats! No coats! No gloves! House-shoes—"
"Ought we to have put on our outdoor things just to go next door?" exclaimed Nell, opening her eyes wide.
"Of course you ought! It is most reprehensible! You are not in the wilds now! No one thinks of going into the street in London without being properly clothed—"
Nell almost chanted aloud:—
"'Her tongue it wagged, her tongue it wogged,
Her subjects then she up and flogged!'"
"Eileen," Miss Kezia broke off sharply, "don't look so idiotic! You look as if you think it is funny!"
"Do I, aunt?" said Nell, meekly.
"I cannot think how you, at least, did not know better," pursued her aunt.
"You see at home we are as often without hats and things as with them."