and me allowed to each other that we'd set up in fine style at Kit's
House, so as not to rob her of what es her doo: that es to say--one
of us wou'd live down there wi' a car'ge and pair o' hosses, and cut
a swell wi' dinner parties an' what-not, while the other bided here
an' tilled 'taties, turn and turn about. But she wudn' hear o' that,
neither. She's a terrible stubborn gal, bless her!"

"We shou'd ha' been slow at larnin' the ropes, just at fust," he
resumed after a moment's silence, "not bein' scholards, partikler at
the use o' globes, which I _have_ heerd es diffycult, though very
entertainin' in company when you knows how 'tes done. But we was
ready to try a hand--on'y she wudn' have et, an' so et has gone on.
But, beggin' your pardon, sir, and hopin' no offence, she shall give
her answer afore 'tes too late. Eh, Paul?"

"You have spoken, Peter," said the other twin, very slowly, "like a
printed book. Let Tamsin speak her mind about et."

The girl came forward from the fireplace, and Mr. Fogo, as he stole a
glance at her, could see that her eyes were red.

"What do 'ee say, Tamsin? Must we let Kit's House, or shall we leave
th' ould place an' go an' make a leddy of 'ee?"

Tamsin's reply was to fall on her knees before the speaker and break
into a fit of weeping.

"Don't ask me, don't ask me! I don't want to be a lady, an' I
_won't_ leave you. Don't ask me, my dear, dear brothers!"