"Somebody sent you a present?"
"The most wonderful gift!"
"Two of 'em," put in impatient Allee, but the minister held up a warning finger, and she quickly subsided.
"Two!" repeated Peace, much mystified. "What can they be? Oh, I know—monkeys!" For ever since the day that Peace had brought the sick, half-dead monkey home to the parsonage, it had been Glen's fondest dream to own one himself.
"No!" Mr. Strong and the other two girls exploded in a gale of laughter.
"Give it up then," Peace promptly retorted. "I mightn't guess in a hundred years and I'm fairly bu'sting to know."
"Well, girlie, the angels brought us two little babies last night for our very own. Two! Think of it!"
"Twins!" gurgled Allee, ecstatically hopping from one foot to the other.
"Both girls!" added Cherry, hugging herself from sheer joy at being part bearer of the glad tidings.