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just to give your Aunt Amelia a pleasant surprise?"
He sank into a chair and wiped his beaded brow feebly. "I ought to have had more confidence in you," he said faintly. "I ought to know your powers by now. And I did. I know well that any people who have dealings with you are likely to get a surprise; but I thought your Aunt Amelia was going to get it; and I've got it myself."
"But you didn't think that we would humbug Aunt Amelia?" said the Terror in a pained tone and with the most virtuous air.
"Gracious, no!" cried Sir Maurice. "I only thought that you might possibly induce her to humbug herself."
The Twins looked at him doubtfully: there seemed to them more in his words than met the ear.
"You must be wanting your dinner dreadfully," said Mrs. Dangerfield. "And I'm afraid there's very little for you. But I'll make you an omelette."
"I can not dine amid this yowling," said Sir Maurice firmly, waving his hand over the vocal baskets. "These animals must be placed out of hearing, or I shan't be able to eat a morsel."