CHAPTER XVI.
We left the professor somewhat abruptly in the midst of a cryptic ejaculation of "My Aunt!" "How can it be your Aunt ?" asked Desire reasonably.
"I don't know how.

But, owing to some mysterious combination of the forces of nature, it is my Aunt.

No one else could wear that hat." "Then hadn't we better go to meet her?
You can't sit here all night." "I know I can't.

It's too near.

We didn't see her soon enough!" "Cowardly custard!" said Desire, stamping her foot.
The professor's mild eyes blinked at her in surprise.