But it was another little procession that was approaching them, as weary-looking as their own. At the head walked a woman in a tall toque. At the end walked a small boy with freckles and untidy hair and a dejected expression. They peered into each other's faces.
"Have you seen two little boys?" they all began simultaneously.
"John," said the twins' mother.
"George," said the stout lady.
Then the thin lady and the twins' mother had hysterics.
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It was William who found them in a dry ditch near by. They were fast asleep, with blissful smiles upon their mouths, besmeared with jam and honey. They awoke and stared in amazement at the crowd of friends and relations.
"Nice William!" murmured George sleepily.
"Wanner be a save adain," said John. "Want more dam!"