Augustus Mortimer was not present, he generally took his luncheon at the bank; but his son John, to Peter's delight, appeared with the twins, and constituting himself master of the ceremonies, took the head of the table, and desired his cousin Valentine to take the other end, and make himself useful.
Peter asked after his little love, Anastasia.
"Oh, she is very happy," said Gladys Mortimer; "she and Janie have got a WASH." "Got what ?" asked Mrs.Henfrey.
"A wash, sister," said Valentine.

"I passed through the garden, and saw them with lots of tiny dolls' clothes that they had been washing in the stream spread out to bleach on the grass." "It's odd," observed Brandon, "that so wise as children are, they should be fond of imitating us who are such fools." "Janie has been drawing from the round, in imitation of her sisters," observed John Mortimer.

"She brought me this morning a portrait of a flat tin cock, lately bought for a penny, and said, 'I drew him from the round, father.'" By this time the dishes were uncovered and the servants had withdrawn.
Laura was very happy at first.

She had been taken in to luncheon by the so-called St.George, he was treating her with a sort of deference that she found quite to her mind, and she looked about her on these newly-known relatives and connections with much complacency.

There was John Mortimer, with Amelia at his right hand, in the place of honour; then there were the two Miss Grants (in fresh muslin dresses), with a certain Captain Walker between them, whose twin brother, as Laura understood, had married their elder sister.