"AUNT will he quite sufficient. Put it away," and Mrs. Chichester
released the miniature.
Peg hid it immediately in her bosom.
"Sit down," directed the old lady in the manner of a judge preparing
to condemn a felon.
Peg sprawled into a chair with a great sigh of relief.
"Thank ye, ant--AUNT," she said. Then she looked at them all
alternately and laughed heartily:
"Sure I had no idea in the wurrld I had such fine relations.
Although of course my father often said to me, 'Now, Peg,' he would
say, 'now, Peg, ye've got some grand folks on yer mother's side'--"
"Folks! Really--Ethel!" cried Alaric disgustedly.
"Yes, that's what he said. Grand FOLKS on me mother's side."
Mrs. Chichester silenced Peg.
"That will do. Don't sprawl in that way. Sit up. Try and remember
where you are. Look at your cousin," and the mother indicated Ethel.
Peg sat up demurely and looked at Ethel. She chuckled to herself as
she turned back to Mrs. Chichester:
"Is she me cousin?"
"She is," replied the mother.
"And I am too," said Alaric. "Cousin Alaric."
Peg looked him all over and laughed openly. Then she turned to Ethel
again, and then looked all around the room and appeared quite
puzzled. Finally she asked Mrs. Chichester the following amazing
question:
"Where's her husband?"
Ethel sprang to her feet.
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