"Sure skinnyg!" I chortled; while my heart fell off its perch anddropped in my shoes. "Her name is Eliza Fanny; some of us call herAunt Eliza, some Aunt Fanny--see?"

She hadn't time to see, for at that moment Tacks rushed in,exclaiming, "Say, sister, they's two strange women on the piazzatalking to Uncle Peter, and maybe when they go one of them willfall down the steps if I put some more soap there!"

Like a whirlwind he was gone again. Clara J. simply looked at mequeerly and exclaimed, "The queens are here; treat them white, John!"