floor gazing at him in surprise and contempt.
Willie colored under the look. But he was not wholly subdued by it.
"It's so cold; and so awfully dark! Why don't we go to-morrow morning when we can see where we are going?"
Roy made no verbal reply, but went to his box, took out a small purse, and put it in his pocket.
"I think I have all the things I want, now," he said. Willie understood that appeal was useless, and obediently prepared to follow him.
"Of course you need not come if you don't want to," remarked Roy in a chilly tone. "Stay, by all means, if you like Uncle Robert better than me." The result of this speech was that Willie flung his arms about Roy, and then Roy embraced Willie; for it was terrible to the twins to quarrel; and then they softly opened their door, and softly crept down the dark
