At present maaster's busy."
"Busy?"
"Iss. A-makin' proposals o' marriage--which es a serious thing, an'
not to be interrupted."
The Twins set down the basket and stared at each other. Paul was the
first to recover.
"Ef 'tes fully allowable to put the question, Peter an' me wud like
to knaw the young leddy's name. 'Tes makin' bould to ax, but there's
a reason."
"Well," said Caleb, disappearing for a moment and then poking his
head forth again, "at the present moment 'tes a party answerin' to
the name o' Geraldin'. A minnit agone 'twas--But maybe you'd
better step up an' see for yoursel'."
"What!"
"Step up an' see."
"Now, Peter," said the Twin, turning from Caleb to contemplate his
brother, "puttin' the case (an' far be et from me to say et cudn' be)
as you was payin' your addresses to a young leddy answerin' to the
name o' Geraldin' (which she wudn' be call'd that, anyway), an'
puttin' the case as you was a-makin' offers o' marriage, an' a pair
o' twin-brothers (same as you an' me might be) walked up to the front
door an' plumped in afore you'd well finished talkin' o' the
weather-prospec's (bein' a slow man, though a sure)--now, what I
wants to knaw es, wud 'ee like et yoursel'?"
"No, I shudn'."
"Well, I reckon'd not. An' that bein' so, Go's the word.
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