"Yes," said Alfred, mistaking Aggie's surprise for a compliment
to his resource; "and now, Aggie, if you'll just stay with Zoie
for a minute I'll have a look at my boys."
"No, no!" exclaimed Aggie, nervously, and she placed herself
again in front of the bedroom door.
Alfred was plainly annoyed by her proprietory air.
"They're asleep," explained Aggie.
"I'll not WAKE them," persisted Alfred, "I just wish to have a
LOOK at them," and with that he again made a move toward the
door.
"But Alfred," protested Zoie, still clinging to his hand, "you're
not going to leave me again-- so soon."
Alfred was becoming more and more restive under the seeming
absurdity of their persistent opposition, but before he could
think of a polite way of over-ruling them, Aggie continued
persuasively.
"You stay with Zoie," she said. "I'll bring the boys in here and
you can both have a look at them."
"But Aggie," argued Alfred, puzzled by her illogical behaviour,
"would it be wise to wake them?"
"Just this once," said Aggie. "Now you stay here and I'll get
them." Before Alfred could protest further she was out of the
room and the door had closed behind her, so he resigned himself
to her decision, banished his temporary annoyance at her
obstinacy, and glanced about the room with a new air of
proprietorship.
"This is certainly a great night, Zoie," he said.
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