Aunt Betsy saw in it a far finer justice than human law exhibits in related cases.

She said: "In my opinion it ain't right noW, and never has been right, the way a twin born a quarter of a minute sooner than the other one gets all the land and grandeurs and nobilities in the old countries and his brother has to go bare and be a nobody.

Which of you was born first ?" Angelo's head was resting against Luigi's; weariness had overcome him, and for the past five minutes he had been peacefully sleeping.

The old ladies had dropped their voices to a lulling drone, to help him to steal the rest his brother wouldn't take him up-stairs to get.

Luigi listened a moment to Angelo's regular breathing, then said in a voice barely audible: "We were both born at the same time, but I am six months older than he is." "For the land's sake!" "'Sh! don't wake him up; he wouldn't like my telling this.