"I started to look under that couch twice, but it was so low I thought they couldn't possibly have crawled under.

Besides, some one was sitting on it all evening, and they surely would have been seen if they had attempted it." Rob and Malcolm lifted the couch and set it aside, and there, curled up on two fat sofa cushions, with the puppies beside them, lay the twins fast asleep.

Great beads of perspiration stood on their foreheads and trickled down their dimpled faces.

Their hair curled in little wet rings all over their heads, and their chubby arms and necks were red with prickly heat.
"It is a wonder that they weren't smothered," cried Mrs.Cassidy, taking them up in her arms and waking them with her tearful kisses.

"Oh, _why_ did you hide away from mother, precious ?" she asked, reproachfully, as Bethel's eyes opened with a dazed stare at the crowd of faces around her.