As for
Alfred, he was fortunately so engrossed with the babies that he
took little notice of what Aggie was saying.
"What woman?" asked Aggie into the 'phone. "Where's she from?"
The answer was evidently not reassuring. "Certainly not,"
exclaimed Aggie, "don't let her come up; send her away. Mrs.
Hardy can't see anyone at all." Then followed a bit of pantomime
between Zoie and Aggie, from which it appeared that their
troubles were multiplying, then Aggie again gave her attention to
the 'phone. "I don't know anything about her," she fibbed, "that
woman must have the wrong address." And with that she hung up
the receiver and came towards Alfred, anxious to get possession
of his two small charges and to get them from the room, lest the
mother who was apparently downstairs should thrust herself into
their midst.
"What's the trouble, Aggie?" asked Alfred, and he nodded toward
the telephone.
"Oh, just some woman with the wrong address," answered Aggie with
affected carelessness. "You'd better let me take the babies now,
Alfred."
"Take them where?" asked Alfred with surprise.
"To bed," answered Aggie sweetly, "they are going to sleep in the
next room with Jimmy and me." She laid a detaining hand on
Jimmy's arm.
"What's the hurry?" asked Alfred a bit disgruntled.
"It's very late," argued Aggie.
"Of course it is," insisted Zoie.
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