We all thought so, didn't we, Crow ?" "Rather," replied Crow.
"I'm afraid some of the fellows were rather rude," continued Doubleday.
"Those Twins are awfully underbred beggars.

I believe, you know, their mother never knew which of the two it was that wanted whopping, and so she let them both grow up anyhow.

If I'd been her, I'd have licked them both regularly, wouldn't you, Crow ?" Without setting much store by Doubleday's moral disquisition on the duty of the parents of Twins, I felt mollified by the half apology implied in his reference to yesterday's entertainment, and to the manner of his behaviour towards me now.

It was clear he felt rather ashamed of himself and his cronies for their behaviour.

Who could tell whether, if they had given me a fair chance, my supper might not have been a success after all?
At any rate, I didn't feel quite so downhearted about it as I had done.
"How's that festive old lady," proceeded Doubleday, "this morning?
I pity you with an old dragon like her to look after you.