for Isabel's inspection. Do you know of anybody?"

"I've seen only one who might do. There's a lanky boy with unruly hair
and an expansive smile whom I've seen at the post-office a time or two.
He usually has a girl with him, but she may be his sister. They look
astonishingly alike."

"Bet it's the Crosby twins. I'd like to see the little devils, if
they've grown up."

"They're grown up, whoever they are. The boy is almost as tall as I am
and his sister doesn't lack much of it."

"I must hunt 'em up. They've already called on Isabel, and perhaps, when
she returns the call, she'll take me along."

"Who brought them up?" asked the Colonel idly.

"They've brought themselves up, for the last five or six years, and I'm
of the opinion that they've always done it."

"Let's invite them to the dinner party."

Allison's eyes danced at the suggestion. "All right, but we'll have to
see 'em first. They may not want to come."

"I've often wondered," mused the Colonel, "why it is so much more
pleasant to entertain than it is to be entertained. I'd rather have a
guest any day than to be one."