"Come in!" called Zoie very faintly.
CHAPTER XIX
From his hiding-place Jimmy peeped around the edge of the
armchair and saw what seemed to be a large clothes basket
entering the room. Closer inspection revealed the small figure
of Maggie, the washerwoman's daughter, propelling the basket,
which was piled high with freshly laundered clothing. Jimmy drew
a long sigh of relief, and unknotted his cramped limbs.
"Shall I lay the things on the sofa, mum?" asked Maggie as she
placed her basket on the floor and waited for Zoie's
instructions.
"Yes, please," answered Zoie, too exhausted for further comment.
Taking the laundry piece by piece from the basket, Maggie made
excuses for its delay, while she placed it on the couch. Deaf to
Maggie's chatter, Zoie lay back languidly on her pillows; but she
soon heard something that lifted her straight up in bed.
"Me mother is sorry she had to kape you waitin' this week," said
Maggie over her shoulder; "but we've got twins at OUR house."
"Twins!" echoed Zoie and Aggie simultaneously. Then together
they stared at Maggie as though she had been dropped from another
world.
Finding attention temporarily diverted from himself, Jimmy had
begun to rearrange both his mind and his cravat when he felt
rather than saw that his two persecutors were regarding him with
a steady, determined gaze.
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