Even as the door was opened, Billy heard faintly, but unmistakably, the moaning wails of two infants.
"Mrs.Stetson says if you will please to help Mr.Henshaw with the babies," stammered the maid, after the preliminary questions and answers.

"I've been in when I could, and they're all right, only they're crying.

They're in his den.

We had to put them as far away as possible--their crying worried Mrs.Henshaw so." "Yes, I see," murmured Billy.

"I'll go to them at once.