And she eats six or seven always." "That woman's a pig.

I thought she looked like one," said the Terror with conviction.

"But if you don't want them all, may I have some for my mother?
The doctor has ordered her fruit; and she's very fond of peaches." "Oh, yes; take some for your mother and yourself and Erebus.

Take them all," said the princess with quick generosity.
"Thank you; but a dozen will be heaps," said the Terror.
The princess helped him gather them and lay them in a large cabbage-leaf; and then they bade each other good-by at the garden-gate.
The Twins returned home in triumph with the golden spoil.

But when she was provided with two peaches for seven meals in succession, Mrs.
Dangerfield could no longer eat them with a mind at ease, and she asked the Twins how they came by them.