"'Hairy Catkin,'" said John solemnly.
"Then—then we're both right!" said Margery.
They looked at each other again and then did the only thing possible in the circumstances. Each fell on the other's neck.
Mr. Holmes and I shook hands silently.
"Get up, dear, and give your seat to this lady. Remember you lose nothing by being polite."
"Oh, don't I? I lose my seat."