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Rh up into Eppie's face and smiled responsively.

"I know who you are," he said; "you're the Eppie that makes such nice scones!"

Eppie laughed. "Ay, I 'm her!" she made answer, "and ye 'll taste my scones to your tea."

"Thank you," said the boy. Then he took hold of the hand of his little brother, who had not spoken. "This is Willie; and I 'm Roy, after Uncle, you know."

Willie held out his hand, and Eppie shook it gravely. Then the minister struck in. "That'll do for an introduction," he said. "Take the lads up to their room now, Eppie, and have them wash their faces: they are black with train smoke."

The twins glanced at Mr. McAllister reproachfully; their feelings were hurt. But Eppie was not aware of it. She led the way to the south room where the boys were to sleep, talking of trains and the dirtiness of travelling, and of the one long