yllis rose, and the girls waited breathlessly.

"Come to my desk, please," Miss Baxter continued.

They obeyed her, Phyllis slipping her watch with its tell-tale initials
into her pocket as she walked beside Janet to the front of the room and
up to the desk that was raised on a small platform.

Miss Baxter surveyed them with grim determination as she might have a
knotty problem in mathematics. She would not give heed to the small
voice within her that counseled care. Miss Baxter never gave heed to
anything but her own faultless judgment.

"You," she said, pointing to Phyllis, "are Janet and you,"--she frowned
at Janet--"you are Phyllis."

The twins did not reply. They stood before her in respectful silence.

"Now, Janet,"--not being contradicted, Miss Baxter continued with even
more certainty--"you, I believe, spoke." She looked at Phyllis.

"I was the one that spoke," Janet said quietly. "I said 'snow.' It is
snowing, you know."

"We are not discussing the weather." Miss Baxter tried to silence the
room with the weight of her scorn but she failed.

"Very well then, Phyllis, you may report to me after school." She
prided herself that the interview had been most successful.

"Where, Miss Baxter?" Phyllis inquired.

Miss Baxter gasped.

"Janet, is it necessary for you to interrupt?"

"I wasn't interrupting," Janet protested.

Miss Baxter looked from one to the other of them and realized very
slowly and very painfully that she had made a mistake.

"Go back to your seats," she said scornfully. "The matter is too
trivial to discuss."

The twins did not smile; they merely walked backed to their seats and
went on studying.

The bell rang not many minutes later.

"My Aunt Jane's poll parrot, was there ever such a scream. My sides
ache." Sally hugged Janet in the excess of her delight.

"Look out for rocks ahead," Eleanor warned. "Old Ducky Lucky doesn't
like to be laughed at."

"Bless you," Phyllis protested; "we didn't laugh at her, did we, Jan?"

"Certainly not. I'd never do anything so disrespectful," Janet
replied. "We merely answered when we were spoken to."

"While Ducky Lucky thought you were answering for each other,"--Sally
chuckled. "Oh, why didn't somebody give me a twin. I never realized
the thrilling possibilities until now."

"I wish you'd put on your watch again, Phyl," Rosamond said. "I feel
so foolish when I look at you sometimes. You're not really alike but I
neve